December 23, 2024 5:31 pm

PARTING BEFORE DAYBREAK – Poetry, by An Qi

PARTING BEFORE DAYBREAK First the day, then daybreak, and finally the time for parting. Local time in Beijing is 7 o’clock according to the TV. As a child, I liked to lie in bed, and wait for daybreak, my silver broach stayed in its soft dormant curve. I counted my fingers, exactly ten. Almost daybreak, but no light in the …

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WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY – Marco Mengoni: I wanted you really well

TI HO VOLUTO BENE VERAMENTE > Così sono partito per un lungo viaggio, lontano dagli errori e dagli sbagli che ho commesso. Ho visitato luoghi, per non doverti rivedere. E più mi allontanavo, e più sentivo di star bene. E nevicava molto, però io camminavo. A volte ho acceso un fuoco per il freddo, e ti pensavo, sognando ad occhi …

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TIMELESS BOOKS – Jane Eyre, by Charlotte Brontë

JANE EYRE With a heroine full of yearning, the dangerous secrets she encounters, and the choices she finally makes, Charlotte Bronte’s innovative and enduring romantic novel continues to engage and provoke readers. Jane Eyre ranks as one of the greatest and most perennially popular works of English fiction. Although the poor but plucky heroine is outwardly of plain appearance, she …

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WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY – Kalash: Danjé

DANJE Oh Baby ou ka mété mwen high. Général Crew. Ou ni on fanmi a nouri, sé surviv kè ou ka surviv, ou tombé di syel kon lapli. Léssé mwen météw a labri. Gyal ou sé on Danjé kon Rihanna. Ka dégagé vybz a chak instan. En sé dévoréw kon on pirhana. Ou si sensuel kon Calipso. Yo di mwen …

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WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY – Lana Del Rey: Video Games

LANA DEL REY, Video Games Swinging in the backyard, pull up in your fast car, whistling my name. Open up a beer and you say,”get over here and play a video game.” I’m in his favorite sun dress, watching me get undressed, take that body downtown. I say, “You the bestest.” Lean in for a big kiss, put his favorite …

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WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY – Lana Del Rey: Summertime Sadness

LANA DEL REY, Summer Sadness Kiss me hard before you go Summertime sadness, I just wanted you to know that, baby, you’re the best. I got my red dress on tonight, dancing in the dark in the pale moonlight. Done my hair up real big beauty queen style, high heels off, I’m feeling alive. Oh, my God, I feel it …

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WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY – Lana Del Rey: Blue Jeans

LANA DEL REY, Blue Jeans Blue jeans, white shirt, walked into the room you know, you made my eyes burn. It was like, James Dean, for sure. You’re so fresh to death and sick as ca-cancer. You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop, but you fit me better than my favourite sweater, and I know that …

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A QUARTER TO THREE: THE IDEAL – Poetry, by Gerrit Kouwenaar

A QUARTER TO THREE: THE IDEAL A quarter to three: we need to be even thinner, even that which caresses the nose somewhere stinks, into words. Knocking for bread is clear, chew death is clear, the fog returns, and withdraws the breath is clear. The slow water, roaring through the crack in the asphalt road, is deadly nonsense, it’s world …

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THE HIDDEN FORCE – Novel, by Louis Couperus

THE HIDDEN FORCE The Hidden Force is also much more than a book about the chasm between white Westerners and warm-blooded Orientals. This problem plays an important role-Van Oudyck’s beautiful wife gives in to adultery but later becomes covered with red betel juice which unknown assailants spit at her in a classic bathroom scene, as if she has transgressed into …

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WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY – Lukas Graham: 7 Years

LUKAS GRAHAM: 7 Years Once I was seven years old my momma told me. Go make yourself some friends or you’ll be lonely. Once I was seven years old. It was a big big world, but we thought we were bigger. Pushing each other to the limits, we were learning quicker. By eleven smoking herb and drinking burning liquor. Never …

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