Ars poetica - Page 8

Bulumulu · 23 Mar 2006, 15:21

mi se pare mie sau sth is a litil wroong cu ultimul vers (apropo de ritm sau cum i-o zice)?

Pitbull · 23 Mar 2006, 15:34

Checking
(Pe degete):

Originally Posted by Pitbull:

Ni-ghty, o-ur mi-ghty king,
Ca Ni-co-la-es-cu-n "Ring",
Hai, dä fu-ga la shop-ping,
(Da-cä vrei, te si îm-ping)
Car, comme un jo-yeux ding-ding,
Ver-su-ri-le ta-le-n-ving
Pe toti cei ce mint de sting!

Nntz, ritmul e absolut impecabil de perfect.

Bulumulu · 23 Mar 2006, 21:21

mda, dar totusi parca nu ai liaisoanele din celelalte versuri... prea multe consonante la-nceput de cuvant... parca parca - critica constructiva

Pitbull · 23 Mar 2006, 21:24

Ia mai lasä-mä domle-n pace! :o
Eeeeeeeeeee!

st3fan · 23 Mar 2006, 21:30

Pitbull a Pittbulito
To-to-to-to-to-to-to
Ca nu ma gadila
La-la-la-la-la-la
Ureche
Che-che-che...

Perfect.

Bulumulu · 23 Mar 2006, 23:51

Originally Posted by Pitbull:

Eeeeeeeeeee!

pacepacepacepacepacepacepacepacepacepacepace
pacepacepacepacepacepacepace
pacepacepace
pax.

Ambra Blu · 23 Mar 2006, 23:56

Originally Posted by Nightwane:

my newest poem. am stat trei ore ca sa il termin.
....

Ori e caterinca anemica, ori poezie super penala. Make your (nose)pick.

Nightwane · 24 Mar 2006, 14:18

e arta.

Ambra Blu · 24 Mar 2006, 20:28

E sloboz.

Nightwane · 01 Apr 2006, 13:59

Noul meu über-poem:

Do it to yourself before it's done to you

Can i lick your Prada boots?
Can i swallow your CK underwear?
Spank me with your D&G outfit,
Abuse me with your Versace jeans,
Rape me with the entire men's aisle from Zara.
Jesus died for our sins,
So did Hitler.
Jesus died so we could shop,
So did Hitler.
So will I.

Pitbull · 01 Apr 2006, 14:01

Dedesubtul limului! :happy:

Nightwane · 01 Apr 2006, 14:03

what?

Alex Leo Serban · 01 Apr 2006, 14:07

SUPERbbbbbbb!! 8)

ma declar, ink o data, fanul 'din umbra' al acestui mic-mare (& roz) geniu poetic numit nightwane... cine nu-l gusta has no taste! a se observa trecerea de la registrul leonardcohenesc, din primele 65% ale poemului, la acela grav, si totusi gingash-poznash, din ult. 4 versuri: un hybris postmodern se desprinde, cvasi-oximoronic, din invocarea - atentie! - cot la cot (or shall i say: sleeve to sleeve?) a figurilor - emblematice ale lui isus & hitler, vazute aici, cu tandra ironie, as fashion gurus... which, in a subtle way, they were!

Pitbull · 01 Apr 2006, 14:10

lim

(...) lim = lângä lim (aläturea de el)

Lim (...) = tot lângä lim (în partea cealaltä)

(...)
___ = Deasupra limului (pe lim)
lim

lim
___ = Dedesubtul limului (sub lim)
(...)

Acum ai pricipit, dragä?

C'etait seulement un calembour,
Pour ton poème et pour toujours.

Nightwane · 01 Apr 2006, 14:13

iaaaa. sa ma pishu pe limite. cah cah. integrale stii sa faci?

Pitbull · 01 Apr 2006, 14:16

When Nighty's stihîi gäsouillesquent,
I feel un souffle îngeressque.

Nightwane · 01 Apr 2006, 14:18

what?

lasa asta, citese si comenteaza poezia

Pitbull · 01 Apr 2006, 14:20

I've commentatärä déj�*.
Du bist heureux, or maybe ba?

Bulumulu · 01 Apr 2006, 18:40

:lol:
si
8)
si
:happy:

-- rethinking habits

Pitbull · 02 Apr 2006, 06:45

In urma interesantei discutiuni de la:
http://www.cinemagia.ro/forum/viewto...=366&start=100
nobletea mä obligä sä vä împärtäsesc acest din primele-mi dadapoeme, compus în clasa cea de-a unspcea, într-o orä de practicä în productie la fabrica de componente de televizoare, împreunä cu un coleg care acum e profesor universitar doctor la facultatea de matematicä din Bucuresti:

Iarna la Tananarive

De vreme ce azurul lasä ploi
Mä-ntreb: spre unde mergem noi?
Noian de fulgi plonjând din microcosm,
Sälas gäsim în sufletu-mi malgas.
Si prin galopul dezechilibrat mintal
Feerica torturä-a evadärii
Imi strânge-n chelicere strict senzuale
Un gând ce explodeazä färä jenä
Dar epocal.
Sä ne pätrundem de misterul ästui fulg
Privit prin prisma triortogonalä
A caldarâmului empiric sfâsiat.
Ta
Na
Na
Rive!
Irump preabahica cetate
Concomitent cu dezmembrarea firii,
Mä pierd,
Mä storc,
Mä ning.

Liviu Ornea
Mihnea Columbeanu
1978, Bucuresti

* * *

Tananarive Winter

And since azul leaves rainings as it were,
I wonder: us, we’re going towards where?
A crowd of flakes from microcosmos plunging,
Haven we find in soul of mine Malgashian.
And through the mentally unbalanced full gallop,
The eerily fierce torture of escape
Clenches in strictly sensual kelytcheres
A thought that without qualming does explode
But epochally.
Let's get instilled by the mistery of the flake here,
Seen through the triorthogonnalian prism
Of the empirically ripped cobblestones...
Ta
Na
Na
Rive...!
I do irrump the over-Bacchic citadel
Simultaneously with the dismemberment of being...
I lose myself...
I squash myself...
I snow myself...

(Translated by Mihnea Columbeanu
09.16.2001, Bucharest)

* * *

Deci, acum trebuie sä învät la perfectie malgasa neaosä, arhaicä si poeticä, pentru a întregi trilogia poemei, care nu poate exista decât în versiune trilingvä.
Dupä aia, pot sä mor.

23 Mar 2006, 15:21	#141
Bulumulu Prophet GT Series v1.07 Join Date: Sep 2004 Location: purple, satin halls Posts: 1,126	mi se pare mie sau sth is a litil wroong cu ultimul vers (apropo de ritm sau cum i-o zice)? __________________ pray NOW!

23 Mar 2006, 21:21	#143
Bulumulu Prophet GT Series v1.07 Join Date: Sep 2004 Location: purple, satin halls Posts: 1,126	mda, dar totusi parca nu ai liaisoanele din celelalte versuri... prea multe consonante la-nceput de cuvant... parca parca - critica constructiva __________________ pray NOW!

24 Mar 2006, 14:18	#148
Nightwane SadoMasoChrist Join Date: Nov 2003 Posts: 2,772	e arta. __________________ *Switched On Lotus*

01 Apr 2006, 13:59	#150
Nightwane SadoMasoChrist Join Date: Nov 2003 Posts: 2,772	Noul meu über-poem: Do it to yourself before it's done to you Can i lick your Prada boots? Can i swallow your CK underwear? Spank me with your D&G outfit, Abuse me with your Versace jeans, Rape me with the entire men's aisle from Zara. Jesus died for our sins, So did Hitler. Jesus died so we could shop, So did Hitler. So will I. __________________ *Switched On Lotus*

01 Apr 2006, 14:03	#152
Nightwane SadoMasoChrist Join Date: Nov 2003 Posts: 2,772	what? __________________ *Switched On Lotus*

Filme pe genuri

Filme 2024

Filme noi

Descarcă aplicaţia Cinemagia

Urmăreşte-ne pe

Filme pe genuri

Premii filme

Filme noi

Filme 2024

Index filme

Program cinema

Actori populari

Trailere filme

Filme populare

Premiere cinema

În curând la cinema

Filme noi în SUA

Program TV

23 Mar 2006, 21:24	#144
Pitbull Unlikely Messiah Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: Bucharest Posts: 16,822	Ia mai lasä-mä domle-n pace! :o Eeeeeeeeeee!

23 Mar 2006, 21:30	#145
st3fan Guru Join Date: Jul 2005 Location: Bucuresti Posts: 574	Pitbull a Pittbulito To-to-to-to-to-to-to Ca nu ma gadila La-la-la-la-la-la Ureche Che-che-che... Perfect.

24 Mar 2006, 20:28	#149
Ambra Blu Banned Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Bucuresti Posts: 3,292	E sloboz.

01 Apr 2006, 14:01	#151
Pitbull Unlikely Messiah Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: Bucharest Posts: 16,822	Dedesubtul limului! :happy:

01 Apr 2006, 14:07	#153
Alex Leo Serban Guru Join Date: May 2003 Posts: 4,805	SUPERbbbbbbb!! 8) ma declar, ink o data, fanul 'din umbra' al acestui mic-mare (& roz) geniu poetic numit nightwane... cine nu-l gusta has no taste! a se observa trecerea de la registrul leonardcohenesc, din primele 65% ale poemului, la acela grav, si totusi gingash-poznash, din ult. 4 versuri: un hybris postmodern se desprinde, cvasi-oximoronic, din invocarea - atentie! - cot la cot (or shall i say: sleeve to sleeve?) a figurilor - emblematice ale lui isus & hitler, vazute aici, cu tandra ironie, as fashion gurus... which, in a subtle way, they were!

01 Apr 2006, 14:10	#154
Pitbull Unlikely Messiah Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: Bucharest Posts: 16,822	lim (...) lim = lângä lim (aläturea de el) Lim (...) = tot lângä lim (în partea cealaltä) (...) ___ = Deasupra limului (pe lim) lim lim ___ = Dedesubtul limului (sub lim) (...) Acum ai pricipit, dragä? C'etait seulement un calembour, Pour ton poème et pour toujours.

01 Apr 2006, 14:13	#155
Nightwane SadoMasoChrist Join Date: Nov 2003 Posts: 2,772	iaaaa. sa ma pishu pe limite. cah cah. integrale stii sa faci? __________________ *Switched On Lotus*

01 Apr 2006, 14:16	#156
Pitbull Unlikely Messiah Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: Bucharest Posts: 16,822	When Nighty's stihîi gäsouillesquent, I feel un souffle îngeressque.

01 Apr 2006, 14:18	#157
Nightwane SadoMasoChrist Join Date: Nov 2003 Posts: 2,772	what? lasa asta, citese si comenteaza poezia __________________ *Switched On Lotus*

01 Apr 2006, 14:20	#158
Pitbull Unlikely Messiah Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: Bucharest Posts: 16,822	I've commentatärä déj�*. Du bist heureux, or maybe ba?

01 Apr 2006, 18:40	#159
Bulumulu Prophet GT Series v1.07 Join Date: Sep 2004 Location: purple, satin halls Posts: 1,126	:lol: si 8) si :happy: -- rethinking habits __________________ pray NOW!

02 Apr 2006, 06:45	#160
Pitbull Unlikely Messiah Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: Bucharest Posts: 16,822	In urma interesantei discutiuni de la: http://www.cinemagia.ro/forum/viewto...=366&start=100 nobletea mä obligä sä vä împärtäsesc acest din primele-mi dadapoeme, compus în clasa cea de-a unspcea, într-o orä de practicä în productie la fabrica de componente de televizoare, împreunä cu un coleg care acum e profesor universitar doctor la facultatea de matematicä din Bucuresti: Iarna la Tananarive De vreme ce azurul lasä ploi Mä-ntreb: spre unde mergem noi? Noian de fulgi plonjând din microcosm, Sälas gäsim în sufletu-mi malgas. Si prin galopul dezechilibrat mintal Feerica torturä-a evadärii Imi strânge-n chelicere strict senzuale Un gând ce explodeazä färä jenä Dar epocal. Sä ne pätrundem de misterul ästui fulg Privit prin prisma triortogonalä A caldarâmului empiric sfâsiat. Ta Na Na Rive! Irump preabahica cetate Concomitent cu dezmembrarea firii, Mä pierd, Mä storc, Mä ning. Liviu Ornea Mihnea Columbeanu 1978, Bucuresti * * * Tananarive Winter And since azul leaves rainings as it were, I wonder: us, we’re going towards where? A crowd of flakes from microcosmos plunging, Haven we find in soul of mine Malgashian. And through the mentally unbalanced full gallop, The eerily fierce torture of escape Clenches in strictly sensual kelytcheres A thought that without qualming does explode But epochally. Let's get instilled by the mistery of the flake here, Seen through the triorthogonnalian prism Of the empirically ripped cobblestones... Ta Na Na Rive...! I do irrump the over-Bacchic citadel Simultaneously with the dismemberment of being... I lose myself... I squash myself... I snow myself... (Translated by Mihnea Columbeanu 09.16.2001, Bucharest) * * * Deci, acum trebuie sä învät la perfectie malgasa neaosä, arhaicä si poeticä, pentru a întregi trilogia poemei, care nu poate exista decât în versiune trilingvä. Dupä aia, pot sä mor.

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