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WHAT'S THE POETRY?

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IT COULD BE POSSIBLE TO BE A GOOD WRITER!

very happy

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SEN COMPLEXOS DE NINGÚN TIPO. O MUNDO HOMOSEXUAL SAEN, SEN MEDO, DOS ARMARIOS, E QUERE DECIR AO MUNDO QUE ELES/AS TEÑEN IGUALES DERITOS QUE TÓDOLOS DEMÁIS, NON TEÑEN NADA QUE AGOCHAR. POR FIN! happy

all toguether

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good time

PICADDILY CIRCUS

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PICADILLY CIRCUS

CADGEN STRRET 55

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THE 55TH

CADOGEM STRRET

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CADOGEM STRRET

IN FRONT OF HER HOUSE

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ALL MY CONGRATUTATIONS TO MY DEAR FRIEND, PEPE RODRIGUÍEZ RODRIGUEZ. WHITOUT HIS HELP ALL THESE PICTURES WERE NOT POSSIBLE. THANKS A LOT, PEPE.

GOOD COMPANY. VERY HARD MAN

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THE ONE AND THE OTHER

LONDON. LIVERPOOL CROSS STATION

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HERE I AM

SPEAKING ABOUT THE MATTER

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EXPOUSING HIS IDEAS TO PITU

beach house

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rons

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1965

CAMBRIDGE

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DA A IMPRESIÓN QUE ESTÁS VIVINDO UN SOÑO "FANTÁSTICO", PERO NON É ASI. ESTÁ A OCORRIR DE VERDADE. ELES COAS SÚAS GÓNDOLAS PERCORREN O RECORRIDO PERO EN CAMBRINGE.

DUBLIN

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DUBLIN

LIMERICK UNIVERSITY

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LIMERICK UNIVERSITY

UNIVERSITY PUPILS

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limerick universtity. IRLAND.

UNIVERSTY OF LIMERICK. IRELAND

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UNIVERSITY OF LIMERICK. IRELAND.2005.

CADOGEN STRRET..MUM'S HOUSE

Cadogen street. Old times before at 1936 my mother was living here during a year. These pothogrpaths were taken in July 5th 2008. When Pepe and me were sitting down at the Poetry Club my words werw these ones. FITTY FIVE CADOGEM STREET. July 5th 2008. It could be possible to look quietly the windows smiling and crying of the front of the house. of the house of the old times whwn my mother, dear grat mum was living at the end of the time at 1936, Spanish Language of guns on fire. I am speaking about a London Street, which name is Codagen Street, FIFTY - FIFTY - FIFTY - FIVE - FIVE - FIVE. FITTY - FITTY - FIFTY - FIVE - FIVE -FIVE. 55 - 55 - 55 - 55 - 55 - 55 - 55- 55 - 55 -- 55 - 55 - 55 - 55 - 55 - A MAGIC NUMBER, Codegan Street 55 and Miuel has 55 years too. How may nights broken in a Londoner Joyce? It was possible to open the name of the Glory's Names. My live is quite, now. I have paid The durance of long sorrows of pain of an unpeacefull life. Perhaps the number of my age ar...

CADOGEM STRRET..MOM'S HOUSE

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Cadogen Street. Old times before at 1936 my mother was living here during a year. These pothogrpaths were taken in July 5th 2008. When Pepe and me were sitting down at the Poetry Club my words were these ones. FITTY FIVE CADOGEM STREET. O CINCOENTA E CINCO DE CADOGEN STREET July 5th 2008. O día 5 de xulio de 2008, no THE POET PLACE..O LUGAR DOS POETAS en LONDRES. It could be possible Podería ser posible to look quietly...........mirar quedamente the windows smiling and crying..as fiestras sorrientes e chorentas of the front of the house,.............da parde dianteira da casa of the house of the old times.......da miña nai dos tempos pasados when my mother,.........................cando a miña nai dear great mum...........................queridiña gran Mamá was living at the end of the time.vivía no fin do tempo at 1936, Spanish Language...no ano de 1936, Linguaxe Española of guns on fire.........................de espingardas acesas I was speaking about............Eu estaba faland...

JACK KEROUACK

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JACK KEROUAC...BEAT GENERATION LOWELL..MASSACHUSESETTS...MARCH 12th 1922 ST. PETERSBURG..FLORIDA..oCTOBER 21st ..1969

ERNEST HEMINGWAY

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ERNEST HEMINGWAY

PRISIÓN DE LIBERDADE

UNIVERSITY OF EAST ANGLIA. JULY 5th 2008. Que doce pracer significa, Acollerme ao ritmo lento e soave do silenzo. Fico quedo e tranquilo. Non son ren sen bágoas derramadas, De amor enteiro e sumiso. Silenzo enteiro do silenzo do tódolos silenzos, Silenzo absoluto e dominante. Fálame de coma rematar, Do silenzo absoluto e tremendo. Do ser amor partido. Que fonda tristura me asulaga, O predomiño da ingrata inxustiza! Auténtico ser humano, Ser humano home, Ser humano muller, U-los dereitos derretedos, Coma a branca manteiga, Nunha tixola espantosa de fondo mouro? Pasa a vida enteita como un lóstrego perdido, No absurdo da noite da vida querida. Os amores vanse queimando pronto, Aqueles amores de manteiga amarela, Boca ácida da inmensa amargura, Xira enteiro o Mundo, En torno do seu propio egoísmo, Egoísmo de persoeiros absurdos, Que van armados de tremendas armas de morte perenne. O lobo negro da noite moura, Oubea lento ao ritmo do frío fondo, E os habitantes dos lares esquecidos, Demand...

CAMPUS

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ON CAMPUS ENGLISH SUMMER WITHOUT LACKS OF TIME, WINNING THE TIME TO THE TIME. ENGLISH SUMMER, GREY DAYS AND SUNNY TOO. JAPANNESSE, CHINNESSE, SPANISH FROM GALICIA, MADRID, CANARY ISLANDS..AND..POTUGUESSE, FRENCH, POLISH, INDIAN..AND LIFE GOES ON CAMPUS. SOMETIMES TO DOWNTOWN, DREAMS ODF A REAL WORLD. MIGUEL DUBOIS ON CAMPUS UNIVERSITY OF EAST ANGLIA CAMPUS UNIVERSITY CAMPUS.

MUNDO de FISTERRA . THE ALIVE WORLD OF LITERATURE: POESÍA

MUNDO de FISTERRA . THE ALIVE WORLD OF LITERATURE: POESÍA UNIVERSITY OF EAST ANGLIA.NORWICH. COUNTRY NORFOLK. UK. JULY 10th 2008. De que lugar oculto, Xurden as túas maravillosas palabras amarosas, Ámoche enteira, Enteira por tódolo Mundo enteiro, Ámoche por enrriba de tódolos tempos habidos, Ámoche fondamente no fondo da noite, Ámoche tanto no cumio lumínico. Ámoche no anónimo mundo de Wall Street, De que xeito absurdo, Xúngome a túa dor emocional, Esquenzo a miña suma memez, E facendo uso do amor solidario. Abstuto Mundo redondo, Que fai astutos negocios redondos, Coma as verdes olivas, Nas árbres das fontes dos acites andaluces. Rúas ateigadas de xentes diversas, Mercadorías en fermosos escaparates, Persóas, coma andantes escaparares, Mercancias fermosas a outra banda do cristal bilante, Home extendendo a súa man esquecida, Mirade ao preso da pobreza, Nunha rúa importante deste Mundo global. ...

TROVANDO VIVO.

-AMAR AMANDO e QUERER QERENDO- VIVO, TROVANDO, PORQUE VIVO, VIVINDO, VIVO A VIDA ENTEIRA, PORQUE VIVO VIVINDO A VIDA QUE EU QUERO. QUERO QUERENDO PORQUE AMO A VIDA NON VAL A PENA. CANDO ME ASUGALA A DOR DE NON AMAR. Miguel Dubois.

RÍO SHANNON.

Mércores, 23 de Xaneiro de 200. SHANNON. Río Shannon, Amado río, Cores cambeantes, Azúl cobalto, Ou verde escuro Asegún a lus invita, Ponte moderna, Un día festivo Inauragaba Berty Ager. EStudantes e profesores, Casas vesstidas exteriormente de madeira nórdica, Descansa quedo, Thommond Village, No ceo supremo e fermosa da noite da verde Irlanda. De cedo, de mañanciña, Asoma un vó ceibo de voces diferentes. Agocha nos coartos baleiros Os silenzos, Das verbas mortas. Mulleres de Irlanda amada, de ollos verdes e grandes, Mirade para estes habitantes da Galicia, Que habitan enfeitizados, Nas máxicas oerlas dete río Shannon. Miguel Dubois