In Algeria, I had begun to get into literature and philosophy. I dreamed of writing-and already models were instructing the dream, a certain language governed it.
quote by Jacques Derrida
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I Dreamed.
I dreamed a dream and in that dream,
I dreamed that I had dreamed a dream,
Of hope and fairytales come true,
I dreamed a dream and thought of truth,
I dreamed a dream of life and love,
Of fate and angels and God above,
I dreamed a dream of good wishes and friends,
I dreamed a dream I dreaded to end,
But then I woke into my dream,
I dreamed I woke in a world obscene,
I dreamed a dream of violence and hate,
And once again I dreamed of fate,
I dreamed a dream of terror and fear,
I dreamed that each word went unheard,
And so children never spoke a word,
I dreamed a dream of demons and beasts,
I dreamed a dream that ended at last,
I woke in my bed and wondered if,
I dreamed a dream of dreams or if,
I dreamed a dream of truth that night,
And if so I wondered which was truth,
And which was merely a dream.
poem by Emma Wright
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Poetry The Beacon!
Beacon of literature is ever poetry only!
Greatness of literature lies in quality ideas;
Richness of language depends on poetry;
Worthiness of matter in poetry only is best!
Writing needs creative mind whatever thing is!
Novels, Short stories, Prose and Poetry are they
That enhance the richness of literature ever;
That too writing poetry makes one great sure!
Having chosen the form of poetry to write itself
Is not an easy matter as it needs skill and time
To write what one feels, thinks and conceives
In heart, mind and soul, otherwise no good at all!
Other forms of literature needs concentrated work
But poetry needs natural ability to express free all!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Writing detective stories is about writing light literature, for entertainment. It isn't primarily a question of writing propaganda or classical literature.
quote by Steig Larsson
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Witt
heard of the man
who after writing a treatise
about the
philosophy of language
regressed into
teaching kindergarten
because he wants
to discover
how language is learned
by kids
perhaps in learning how to live
we shall do the same
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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If I Dreamed
If I dreamed a dream
To top all others
It would include
Peace among brothers
If I dreamed a dream
That would last forever
It would include
Success in each endeavor
If I dreamed a dream
Of unfaltering love
It would include
The sunshine from above
If I dreamed a dream
Of never growing old
It would include
A kind heart of gold
If I dreamed a dream
Of laugher and wit
It would include
Sides that never split
If I dream a dream
Of my choosing
It would include
The hair I am losing
7/21/09
poem by Theresa Ann Moore
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Given the devaluation of literature and of the study of foreign languages per se in the United States, as well as the preponderance of theory over text in graduate literature studies, creative writing programs keep literature courses populated.
quote by Marilyn Hacker
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Dream Operator
When you were little
You dreamed you were big
You must have been something
A real tiny kid
You wish you were me
I wish I was you
Now dont you wake up
The dream will come true
Every dream has a name
And names tell your story
This song is your dream
Youre the dream operator
Its bigger than life
You know its all me
My face is a book
But its not what it seems
Three angels above
The whole human race
They dream us to life
They dream me a face
And every dream tells it all
And this dream is your story
You dreamed me a heart
Youre the dream operator
Shake-it-up dream
Hi-di-ho dream
Fix-it-up dream
Look at me dream
Ive been waiting so long
Now I am your dream
Hard to forget
Hard to go on
When you fall asleep
Youre out on your own
Let go of your life
Grab on to my hand
Here in the clouds
Where well understand
And you dreamed it all
And this is your story
Do you know who you are?
Youre the dream operator
And you dreamed it all
And this is your story
Do you know who you are?
Youre the dream operator
song performed by by Talking Heads
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I Dreamed A Dream
I dreamed a dream
That we were together
And it made me happy.
I dreamed a dream
That it was you and I
And it made me smile.
I dreamed a dream
When I no longer had to dream
And this made me happy.
I dreamed a dream
And it did not change reality.
Everything is the same.
I dreamed a dream
That I no longer dream
And it made me bitterly pleased.
poem by Charlie F. Kane
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In thus pointing out certain respects in which philosophy resembles literature more than science, I do not mean, of course, to imply that it would be well for philosophy if it ceased to aim at scientific rigor.
quote by Morris Raphael Cohen
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The liberation movement which I led in Algeria, the organization that I created to fight the French army, was at first a small movement of nothing at all. We were but some tens of people throughout Algeria, a territory that is five times the size of France.
quote by Ahmed Ben Bella
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Also, they don't understand - writing is language. The use of language. The language to create image, the language to create drama. It requires a skill of learning how to use language.
quote by John Milius
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An inheritance
What will the next generation inherit from us?
We have lost everything
From culture to character
From noble literature to sublime art
In the name of culture we have vulgar dance
Imitation is our character
Our literature has lost its charm
And our art is restricted to shoot nude models
What do we have except 'CONFUSION'
For them to inherit?
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Whatever Have the Governed Become?
What ever have the governed become?
Mere puppets fed some grain
Of fancy lies as elections come
As though they lack some needed brain?
What ever end shall the governed be,
Mere numbers on the survey scale?
Pressed upon and taxed so freely
To pay for debts when leaders fail?
Why does the governed keep so silent
Accepting all in meek obedience
When in their hearts Protest is bent
On shouting out their very Conscience?
No, the governed will speak and rule
No more of lies and sheer Deception
Governed we are and we're not fools
We will not cower in the face of Corruption!
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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A Vivid Dream
They say one can control their dreams
something that I can scheme
and dream about
one night my mind took a different route
I did the impossible
the improbable
I dreamed a vivid dream
Through determination
I lucidly dreamed of my own nation
an island off the coast
that was tropical
the sun was hot enough to
melt a Popsicle in seconds
it burned the whole island up
in fire the water didn't even help
The dream was so real
I could have sworn I would die
but it was all a dream
because before i awoke
the dream said 'nice try.'
poem by Brandon Greb
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Those Words
What made you think about that, don’t ruin your life
You need to focus on the things always changing
Always moving
Banished to the back of my mind,
Best philosophy I’ve heard in my life
Those words are part
Of a book I’ve never read
A song I’ve never sung
A dream I’ve never dreamed
Part of a cloud I’ve never been to
Sailin’ on cloud nine
And I wish, I wish it was mine
There’s a girl
Miss Original Girl
She turns gray into silver
I don’t know why you can hate her
She doesn’t realize what it must be like to be me
Take her away from the best things that I am dreaming
About
But I guess those words are part
Of a book I’ve never read
A song I’ve never sung
A dream I’ve never dreamed
Part of that cloud I’ve never been to
Sailin’ on cloud nine
And I wish, I wish it was mine
I wish it was forever mine
The best day on my lips tastes like candy
When you taste it it’s a whole different story
People don’t live like this, they
Don’t all sound the same
No one’s ever worried about my hiding, where I might be
And I’m wishing
Still wishing
Still dreaming but
I have hoped, I have failed
I have dreamed, I have fallen
I have wished, I have retreated
I have tried, I have collided
I have done it, I have succeeded
But I still know through this fog
I know those words are part
Of a book I’ve never read
Never even looked at
A song I’ve never sung for you
A dream I’ve never dreamed
At least in this lifetime
Part of that same cloud I’ve never been to
Ever in my life
Now I’m sailin’ on cloud nine
And I think back to the time
When I wished, I wished, I dreamed that it was mine
And now it is forever mine
The Language Poets are writing only about language itself. The Ashbery poets are writing only about poetry itself. That seems to me a kind of dead end.
quote by Robert Morgan
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Straight Back
Words and Music by Stevie Nicks
what can i say this time
which card shall i play
the dream is not over
the dream is just away
and you will fly like some little wing
straight back to the sun
the dream was never over
the dream has just begun
the dream has just begun.........dream....
my fingers find the ivory keys
ans a song begins to begin
like a wolf...on the run
and you will find
while in the wind
something that you lost
the dream was never over...no...
the dream was only lost
(hours and hours of waiting for you, so strong and so fleeting)
the dream has just begun
(and hours of waiting for you...in hopes of meeting)
the dream has just begun
(meeting this way)
well, the dream has just begun!
she remembers how good it can be...
he remembers a melody....
ah...in the shadow of my shadow....in a gleam...
he remembers how good it can be....
she remembersa melody.....
well...in the shadow of my shadow....in a dream...whoa....
(hours and hours of waiting for you...so strong and so fleeting)
the dream has just begun
(hours and hours of waiting this way...meeting me...)
and hours of waiting for you
(so strong and so fleeting)
the dream has just begun
(i'm tired of meeting this way)
straight back now
(hours and hours of waiting...so strong and so fleeting)
hours and hours of waiting this way
hours and hours of waiting this way
straight back
straight back
straight back......yeah!!
he remembers a melody...
he remembers how good it can be...
straight back
straight back
straight back......yeah!!
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song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Detective and Criminal
poet knew no words
for inspirational poetic
philosophy thought patterns
mind soul birth expresses
philosophy principles
pertaining to matters
relating to existence
knowledge seen values
reason mind language
mysticism in arts
or systematic approach
rational argument
or soul love of wisdom
ah wisdom told me
'Language is like
a detective
always way behind
a good criminal'
who is that smooth criminal?
where does this one walk tonight?
bound forth upon this night journey?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The proverbial philosophy of a people helps us to understand more about them than any other kind of literature.
quote by Lafcadio Hearn
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Again, both literature and philosophy work by appealing to certain reigning idols.
quote by Morris Raphael Cohen
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