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[jOFLA]

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[suspect_zero]

Šefik Bešlagić ''Leksikon stećaka''

[corolla02]

Evo nesto iz Historije: "Village in Vaucluse" od Laurence Wylie
Fakat, ne moze se govoriti o evropskoj historiji a da se ne pomene francuska historija.
Inace rijec je o jednom selu na jugoistoku Francuske i njegovim obicajima sredinom 20 stoljeca.

[neprilagodjena]

Rjesenje za Sarajevo

[Layne]

[Aurora Borealis]

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[callmethebreeeze]

Tvrdo Kuhana Zemlja Cudesa i Kraj Svijeta - H.Murakami

sjajan pisac. meni je najdraze ova:

[Aurora Borealis]

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[suspect_zero]

Tarik Ali ''Sjena narovog drveta''........dobra je

[maybelline]

Tarik Ali ''Sjena narovog drveta''........dobra je

Uh, to je odlicna knjiga! Vidis, mogla bih je ponovo procitati...

[Truba]

što reći

elizabeta je ubijena
španska armada pokorila englesku
katolička crkva vladarica europe
sredina dvadesetog stoljeća bez ikakve tehnologije
parne masine su vrhunac...

sprema se pobuna...

[anais_nin]

Tvrdo Kuhana Zemlja Cudesa i Kraj Svijeta - H.Murakami

sjajan pisac. meni je najdraze ova:

povjetarac samo nastavljas kupiti + kod mene Aurora ti si u debelom + odavno Haruki mi je jedan od drazih pisaca...i jedan od rijetkih cije kratke price volim....ja sada tabirim ovo



procitala sam tek prvih 50 stranica ali vec se tesko odvajam od knjige....prica prati jednu porodicu kroz 4 generacije, ali ne nas bas konvencionalan nacin...prvi dio knjige pripovjedac je jedan izuzetno genijalan i jos izuzetnije perverzan (da, zaista mislim PERVERZAN) 6godisnjak ovo definitivno nije knjiga za one koje je lako sokirati ili one slabog stomaka...nancy huston, prvi utisci

[Pooll]

Ova tema slavi mali jubilej 100 ispisanih stranica o knjigama i preko pet godina postojanja

Zivjeli!

[Romeo 80]

Trenutno? Pa forum očito!

[febo_acm]

Ponudu Premier kladionice.

[corolla02]

Sad za ovaj weekend je ovo u planu:

[Latina]

There was once a mosque that was yellow, and that had to be painted blue. The men in the village where the mosque stood rose at daybreak one day and went about their task with purpose. They had agreed it should be a light blue, the colour of a benevolent sky on a spring day. But they were novices. They neglected to apply a coat of white paint and only after the paint had dried did they realize the mosque had come out green. They laid their brushes aside for a few days and put away the paint, tried to love the new colour. Eventually though, they had to concede that the green was reminiscent of the yellow they had tried to cover, and of the blue they failed to achieve. There was no need for any conferring, for their unease drew them again to the mosque, where they rolled up their sleeves one evening and smiled knowing smiles. This time, the men underestimated the darkness, and it eclipsed their vision, and the next morning the navy walls of the mosque stood like a dark stain against the summer day in the village of al-Ahmar.

They went on like this for many days, stripping their fresh coats of colour, mixing, repainting. The mosque was painted electric blue, midnight and indigo. When they finally achieved the desired colour, they were so absorbed by their task that they failed to recognize it, and painted it lilac. The women in the village did not speak, feigning not to notice the vacant ritual. Finally the men became despondent, declared that the mosque was beyond restoration, should be painted red, like the earth on which it stood, and left alone

This is a fine example of the way male brain functions.

[anjusha]

volim citanje i rado ga se sjecam
nazalost
nemam vremena za to vise, ali moram da ga nadjem. a vi mi ovdje dajete inspiraciju pa mozda i krenem s tim ponovo

[Latina]

Dosla je na red...




Kakav literarni stil, kakva odmjerenost i osjecaj za detalj. Uzivam citajuci je ... gustiram je kao rijetki plod sa usamljenog drveta koje je dugo sazrijevalo u tisini.

Naslov je dobila po stihu iz ove pjesme :

Kabul

Ah! How beautiful is Kabul encircled by her arid mountains
And Rose, of the trails of thorns she envies
Her gusts of powdered soil, slightly sting my eyes
But I love her, for knowing and loving are born of this same dust

My song exhalts her dazzling tulips
And at the beauty of her trees, I blush
How sparkling the water flows from Pul-I Bastaan!
May Allah protect such beauty from the evil eye of man!

Khizr chose the path to Kabul in order to reach Paradise
For her mountains brought him close to the delights of heaven
From the fort with sprawling walls, A Dragon of protection
Each stone is there more precious than the treasure of Shayagan

Every street of Kabul is enthralling to the eye
Through the bazaars, caravans of Egypt pass
One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs
And the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls

Her laughter of mornings has the gaiety of flowers
Her nights of darkness, the reflections of lustrous hair
Her melodious nightingales, with passion sing their songs
Ardent tunes, as leaves enflamed, cascading from their throats

And I, I sing in the gardens of Jahanara, of Sharbara
And even the trumpets of heaven envy their green pastures

Saib-e-Tabrizi

[Valbon_1]

Alija Izetbegovic "Islam izmedju Istoka i Zapada", prijevod (odlican) na albanski od Eqrem Kryeziu

"...Mislim da je sovjetski pisac, A. Voznesenski bio u u pravu kada je dosao do zakljucka da kompjuteri buducnosti, teoretski bice u stanju da urade svasta, osim dve stvari: da budu religiozni, i da napisu poeziju..."

[callmethebreeeze]

jedan od meni najdrazih pisaca:

[hamsun]

Holly Qoran

[Nosferatu]

Sarajevo Rose - A Balkan Jewish Notebook - Stephen Schwartz

[arči]

tragom mrtve princeze kenzie murad

[insider]

Prethodno sam procitao Lovac na zmajeve, ODLICNA knjiga!