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.'s 'Only A Child' is a tour-de-force of animation.

The powerful short – which was part of our 2021 Official Selection – illustrates the words of a 12-year-old's address to the United Nations.

Experience the visual poem online: https://t.co/E0UoVcrVWi

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In his dark stories he is a cruel wizard of winter, capable of kidnapping children, and only returning them when their parents provided him with gifts.

A good source of this is Nikolai Nekrasov’s poem “Moroz – Red Nose

🎨 by Matorin Nikolay Vasilyevich 

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‘We were catching snowflakes as giddy children’. ❄️

For with host , get drawn into the ‘thrill of snow’ and ‘winter’s stinging grasp’ - Julie Steven’s seasonal poem from our winter collection. 💎

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ヘッドフォン🎧

冷えつく闇に
砕けたコンクリート
舞い散る紙屑に♬

       

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1. Belmont house in Castleconnell then & now. Belmont was once home in c19 of Thomas “Spectacles” Grady, barrister & poet. After a falling out w/his banker, George Evans Bruce, Grady wrote & published a satirical poem called “The Nosegay”. Bruce quickly took out a libel action…

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As the sunshine
kisses your skin,
your soul glowed
brighter than the
moon and stars
combined.

©️ 's beautiful short poem!

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A Mermaid (1901) by John William Waterhouse (England, 1849–1917). From the Tennyson poem - "Who would be - A mermaid fair - Singing alone - Combing her hair .."

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GAS is really low today.

Opportunity to buy impressive artworks.

How about an AI-generated video poem?

https://t.co/uz8pV2RJXY

Rage against the dying light!!!

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[個]
では
やっぱり無理だ…

自己満足に一瞬、浸った
それだけでした…

結果を出すか
結果へ導く筋を作らないと

歯がゆいね
適性能力不足だ…ただの

        

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What a beautiful NFT! ❤️‍🔥

So happy I found this tonight 🔥

I write a small poem-like thing with each of my pieces, but they are kinda dark.

So I love to see a poem in the description of such a poignant beautiful piece like this!

By
https://t.co/IYk4kBxmkm

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Illustration for the poem 'The Tale of the Golden Cockerel' by Alexander Pushkin, 1906

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The clearing of the deadwood

The giant slain
Torso of such heft and mass
The earth shook

There, the rotting core
Ash died back
Bleeding heart won no saviour

Not reprieve
Sliced like cheap cake or dead meat
And a new patch of sky looks down

Morn

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Sleep well my stars

let a storm grow in you heart
a storm of love
a storm of hope
so we can be
together at last

Rts 🔁❤️ and love appreciated!
lets get to more stars!!

i hope you enjoy this poem tonight~
dream well my star

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