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magică pentru toată intelighenția literaturilor hispanice, Marquez, Borges, Sabato, Cortazar, Llosa, Adolfo Bioy Casares ori de exemplu poeții argentinieni postbelici precum Arnaldo Calveyra, Silvina Uribe ori Basilio Uribe, provincialismul câmpurilor de bătaie ale lui Faulkner influențând literatura universală mai mult decât bestsellerurile metropolelor, poate pentru că personajele sale sunt înmormântate în cimitire de onoare națională americană. Până la un nou război civil un Faulkner nu se va naște. Lew Tolstoi american. Cuprins1 Motivația Juriului Nobel2 Date biografice3 Bibliografie3.1 Poeme și eseuri3.2 Romane3.3 Trilogia Snopes3.4 Nuvele și povestiri4 Referințe critice4.1 Alfred Kazin4.2 Flannery O'Connor„You know when you read Moby Dick the second time,Ahab and the whale become good friends,Seinfeld, Jerry to George Costanza.24 And Jacob was left alone; and there wrestled a man with him until the breaking of the day.25 And when he saw that he prevailed not against him, he touched the hollow of his thigh; and the hollow of Jacob's thigh was out of joint, as he wrestled with him.26 And he said, Let me go, for the day breaketh. And he said, I will not let thee go, except thou bless me.27 And he said unto him, What is thy name? And he said, Jacob.28 And he said, Thy name shall be called no more Jacob, but Israel: for as a prince hast thou power with God and with men, and hast prevailed.29 And Jacob asked him, and said, Tell me, I pray thee, thy name. And he said, Wherefore is it that thou dost ask after my name? And he blessed him there.30 And Jacob called the name of the place Peniel: for I have seen God face to face, and my life is preserved.31 And as he passed over Penuel the sun rose upon him, and he halted upon his thigh.32 Therefore the children of Israel eat not of the sinew which shrank, which is upon the hollow of the thigh, unto this day: because he touched the hollow of Jacob's thigh in the sinew that shrank.The Holy Bible, KJV, 1611iisayahu 42, 1+6+11Iona 1, 14+171, Prologue poetry To Holderlin's Deutschlan Your forehead is the 42 lines Gutenberg Latin Bible When you speak your thoughts are wordsworthed A rythm from beyond rythm a music of singleatoms Your eyes are blue initials of the miracles prayers You a yellow planet incensed by t halowed time I remember again a Love/World Lost/Met when 13. Gott hielfe zussamen.

An Angel in Love, Carols Copybook The golden pageIn the cave of winter an innocent visionA golden page an Ute kiss on a cathedralLike the asian rupee from diamond dustI remember all the faces that were knownThe page is sacred banner wind flowing Letter after letter writing itself or not... /The aurum seraphimMakes one think the stars are goldburnLike you can dissolve them in your milkLike a beautiful angel of old Teophanes Dressed in the holiness of Love's purityShe is the Au the goldblum grapesbornIn t Ideal word evrythngs match, blAu.The tower of the vespersIn infancy mother took me Roumaine placesAnd one of them was the medieval tower IDreamt t other week 5 in my home villageChurch it was 100 stairs to walk up in circleAnd I stood with mother alone in t balconyAlready a Christian feeling like sky watch.Perpetual Christmas in Lightto YellowWe were just watching outside the villageWhen the Light came above us singingI love you little shepherd old carpenterT cave Byzantine yellow in t blak nightIn this holy day under the eternal StarsWe wait alone in books for Light's Nativity.A Child came to Mother MaryA Child Came To Mother MaryHold me to UrBosom!! Poor aurumChildI am to Birth!!The ChildBeggedHold me toUr Bosom!!My name isMary & it's trueThat me & youLove you!!The marian hymnAve Maria!!When you Sing theMarianHymnI feelAloneIn yourSw. signYou aremy marianHymn + Love'sSignI crysingingt

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