Summer 2018
Posted on July 21, 2018 by magda
I Thee Wed
She wasn’t taller than her doll-house.
She was still writing to Santa Claus.
Dark curly hair and wide open eyes
she piously kneeled piercing the skies.
She smiled to Heaven and silently said:
“With this heart I Thee wed!”.
She blossomed slowly as a dark Rose,
her wild thorns brought bleeding to her many foes.
Her...
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Posted on July 14, 2018 by magda
La multi ani, Tata!
Maria Magdalena Biela
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Posted on July 3, 2018 by magda
Mon rêve familier
Je fais souvent ce rêv’ étrang’ et pénétrant
D’une femm’ inconnue, et que j’aime, et qui m’aime
Et qui n’est, chaque fois, ni tout à fait la mêm’
Ni tout à fait un’ autr’, et m’aim’ et me comprend.
Car elle me comprend, et mon coeur transparent
Pour elle seul’ hélas ! cesse...
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Posted on July 3, 2018 by magda
Redhair
That woman with red hair, she could not be tamed.
Her flowing essence, would never drain.
That woman with red hair, a free spirit of her own.
The greatest thing, I have ever known.
Flames
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Posted on June 22, 2018 by magda
Juhannus
Minä avaan syömmeni selälleen
ja annan päivän paistaa,
minä tahdon kylpeä joka veen
ja joka marjan maistaa.
Minun mielessäin on Juhannus
ja juhla ja mittumaari,
ja jos minä illoin itkenkin,
niin siellä on sateenkaari.
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Midsummer
Trusting, my heart I open and I take
the daylight there to shine,
I want to bathe myself in every lake
and taste all berries fine.
Deep in...
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Posted on June 17, 2018 by magda
Life is Art, the photographer is only a witness…I take photos as a return ticket to a moment otherwise gone… Breathe in / the green / and think serene / of life and laughter / heard and seen…
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Posted on June 15, 2018 by magda
Cantec in doi
Si vine toamna iar’
ca dup-un psalm aminul.
Doi suntem gata să gustam
cu miere-amestecat veninul.
Doi suntem gata s-ajutam
brindusile ardorii
să infloreasca iar’ în noi
si-n toamna-aceasta de apoi.
Doi suntem, când cu umbra lor
ne impresoara-n lume norii.
Ce ginduri are soarele cu noi —
nu stim, dar suntem doi.
Lucian Blaga
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Posted on June 15, 2018 by magda
A friend like you
There’s lots of things with which I’m blessed,
My problems have been few,
But of all, this one’s the best:
To have a friend like you.
In times of trouble friends will say,
“Just ask, I’ll help you through it.”
But you don’t wait for me to ask,
You just get up and do...
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Posted on June 12, 2018 by magda
La lanteur
L’amour, par définition, est un cadeau non mérité ; être aimé sans mérite, c’est même la preuve d’un vrai amour. Si une femme me dit : je t’aime parce que tu es intelligent, parce que tu es honnête, parce que tu m’achètes des cadeaux, parce que tu ne dragues...
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Posted on June 12, 2018 by magda
Le livre de rire et de l’oubli
On crie qu’on veut façonner un avenir meilleur, mais ce n’est pas vrais.
L’avenir n’est qu’un vide indifférent qui n’intéresse personne, mais le passé est plein de vie et son visage irrite, révolte, blesse au point que nous voulons le détruire ou le repeindre.
On ne...
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