e-revista EgoPHobia - ISSN 1584-6210
click aici pentru versiunea română Seymour Mayne is the author, editor or translator of more than sixty books and monographs. His writings have been translated into many languages, including French, German, Hebrew, Polish, Portuguese, Russian, and Spanish. His latest collections include Ricochet: Word Sonnets/Sonnets d’un mot – 2011 (a bilingual French edition of his word sonnets) […]
by Ştefan Bolea Music is an art for the average listener and a science for its creator. Thus if I perceived the beauty of a particular song, the composer would speak of it in terms of truth. Should we speak about a work of art in terms of aesthetics or of epistemology? Keeping in […]
Fishing Dindi I watch an eagle drop down from the sky’s hem to snatch up a perch. She has more style than I do, in my worm-smeared shirt
Jupiter Lisa believes that we live in god’s imagination and that god may be on psychotropic medication in a ward somewhere in the Austrian alps and enjoys the view of the snow capped mountains.
walls black and moss-green walls witnesses of chivalrous virtues cast-iron chastity perennial stones
by Virginie Colline Latin Quarter room the vestige of Cioran’s book in a garret trunk The Fall into Time at the bottom of the bed some food for night thoughts he looks at the sky his silence a monolith at the crack of dawn
(from atheism to agnosticism and back) [I] [Alister McGrath şi Joanna Collicutt McGrath, The Dawkins Delusion?: Atheist Fundamentalism and the Denial of the Divine, translation by Mihnea Gafiţa, Curtea Veche, Bucureşti, 2010.] by Ştefan Bolea translation from Romanian by: Iris Butnariu [MTTLC student] click aici pentru versiunea română 1. Denouncing the belief as delusion […]
by Aprilia Zank & Craig Boyling on stained bull’s eye glass a glimpse of heraldic awe a roundel of vibrant soft hue the armorial
by Patrick Călinescu translation from Romanian by: A C Clarke & Stela Cucu [MTTLC student] click aici pentru versiunea română Today I am completely free. Tomorrow I will see what the first thing to chain me will be. But, still, let me rejoice at the time that I have been given to live unimpeded […]
by Virginie Colline madeleine and tea he eats a bit of the past charming remembrance