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Dear participants! Thank you for your interest in this event. I appreciate your great support. V.Gatalska

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“Poetry is a painting which is heard but not seen”, said Leonardo da Vinci. 

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“Poetry is a painting which is heard but not seen”, said Leonardo da Vinci. 

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As for me, poetry is the music of a language. It was closely related to musical traditions and the earliest poetry used to exist in the form of hymns. What about nowadays? Is poetry still relevant today? Does it have an impact on people’s life? Do you like reading any modern poems? What are your favourite poems and poets?

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Celebrating World Poetry Day, March 21, UNESCO recognizes the unique ability of poetry to capture the creative spirit of the human mind. A decision to proclaim 21 March as World Poetry Day was adopted during UNESCO’s 30th session held in Paris in 1999. One of the main objectives of the Day is to support linguistic diversity through poetic expression and to offer endangered languages the opportunity to be heard within their communities.

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SONNET 130

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.

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Зимняя ночь (Winter night)

Мело, мело по всей земле Во все пределы. Свеча горела на столе, Свеча горела.  Как летом роем мошкара Летит на пламя, Слетались хлопья со двора К оконной раме.  Метель лепила на стекле Кружки и стрелы. Свеча горела на столе, Свеча горела.  На озаренный потолок Ложились тени, Скрещенья рук, скрещенья ног, Судьбы скрещенья.  И падали два башмачка Со стуком на пол, И воск слезами с ночника На платье капал.  И все терялось в снежной мгле Седой и белой. Свеча горела на столе, Свеча горела.  На свечку дуло из угла, И жар соблазна Вздымал, как ангел, два крыла Крестообразно.  Мело весь месяц в феврале, И то и дело Свеча горела на столе, Свеча горела.

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Poetry, or even especially reading is very important nowadays. We should implant reading to our students using various kinds of work. Especially collaboration work.

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To write means more than putting pretty words on a page, the act of writing is to share a part of your soul with the world.

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To write means more than putting pretty words on a page, the act of writing is to share a part of your soul with the world.

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Orhan Veli Kanık is a fine example of modern Turkish poets.

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http://poesie.webnet.fr/lesgrandsclassiques/poemes/paul_verlaine/art_poetique.html

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Scoala-gradinita nr.90

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Poetry and music are the spiritual food of great value to children. We organize poetry evenings on this occasion

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Poetry and music are the spiritual food of great value to children. We organize poetry evenings on this occasion

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Stars little stars, you"re so high and so clear!
What have you got in you, so fascinating?
Stars, deep in thought, so discreet you appear,
What is the power that makes you so tempting?

Stars, little stars, you"re so dense and so solid!
What is it that makes you so great and alluring?
How can you,  heavenly  bodies, afford it:
Stirring a thirst and desire for learning?

Why, as you shine, are you  nice and inviting
Into your wide open arms, on the instant?
Pleasing the heart, so benign and enticing,
Heavenly stars, so remote and so distant!

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Ксения  Бодрова

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Стих Есенина на английском

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Primary school of Moriondo Torinese
ITALY

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“Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper,
That we may record our emptiness.”
― Kahlil Gibran

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We celebrated the World Poetry Day!Skoutari-Greece

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We celebrated the World Poetry Day!Skoutari-Greece

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Our little poets let their imagination to create....

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World Poetry Day:We are here....

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Snežana Kalamković, PVB, Novi Sad, Serbia

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Snežana Kalamković, PVB, Novi Sad, Serbia

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Art Poétique, By Paul Verlaine. 1950. That music and sculpture are both arts and have both pleased the mind of man is sign sufficient that the indefinite and definite-which music and sculpture are-can both please. At various times or places in the world, the definite beckons more; and then the indefinite may. The definite and indefinite may appear variously or be accompanied diversely or use material that changes. In France, after Romanticism as then understood and after definite, classical, meticulous, imposingly charming Parnassianism, the Indefinite once more seemed the very thing mind wanted, or at least some minds. Paul Verlaine's Art Poétique is one of the great honorings of the Indefinite as large in reality, central in art. We either, in mind, want to touch a wall or get away from a wall touching us. The need to be in the unboundaried and intangible is just ours. This need for the wavering and not glaringly tidy is in the first line of Verlaine's call for the airy as real. When Verlaine in 1874 wrote De la musique avant tout chose, he was saying something different for French poetry. French poetry, while, when it was poetry, was always musical, had not said music was the principal thing. Justness and depth of perception, visual grasp, verbal flexibility and exactitude, largeness of sentiment-things such as these had been first. When Verlaine said music was before everything, he was correct, correct even for the past; but French poetry after this poem of Verlaine, knew it was going for something else, was on a path designated Music rather than Verbal Propriety or Proportionate Judgment. It was not that music did not care for these. What is being implied is that if Music is honored, verbal correctness and valid perception will be taken care of likewise. And poetry has been much about this last statement. Music in poetry is a way of being just to reality as unseen and reality as having clear impact. Within Verlaine's poem-I'm not forgetting demurs at some phrases-is one of the great presentations of poetic purpose. Reality, made something else than that finally seized by a self or clenched by it, is reality more usefully apprehended, more healthfully respected.

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"Art Poetique, By Paul Verlaine," Translation by Eli Siegel

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Art Poétique, By Paul Verlaine. 1950. That music and sculpture are both arts and have both pleased the mind of man is sign sufficient that the indefinite and definite-which music and sculpture are-can both please. At various times or places in the world, the definite beckons more; and then the indefinite may.

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SI TU ME OLVIDAS - PABLO NERUDA - RECITADO POR CHRISTIAN ACEVEDO

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Poesía es la unión de dos palabras que uno nunca supuso que pudieran juntarse y que forman algo así como un misterio

La poesía es algo único, en que se forma una obra a partir de lo que se siente obviando a menudo lo que significa.

Poetry is the union of two words that one never supposed that they could come together and that form something like a mystery

Poetry is something unique, in which a work is formed from what one feels by often ignoring what it means.

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Studying poetry today does not seem interesting to young people but they love to write poetry personally: there are poets among the boys, but the poetic expression is above all feminine.

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Studying poetry today does not seem interesting to young people but they love to write poetry personally: there are poets among the boys, but the poetic expression is above all feminine.

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M.Danila Salvadore from Italy

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Giya Kancheli - She is Here [long version]

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Terenti Graneli - Locva Gaprenisatvis (Beqa elbaqidze)

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Cold frost and sunshine: day of wonder!
But you, my friend, are still in slumber-
Wake up, my beauty, time belies:
You dormant eyes, I beg you, broaden
Toward the northerly Aurora,
As though a northern star arise!

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We celebrated the day by pinning Our e-twinning padlet on "Poetry World day"  to our school website                        for everyone to see + enjoy!!!         Join us!

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We celebrated the day by pinning Our e-twinning padlet on "Poetry World day"  to our school website                        for everyone to see + enjoy!!!         Join us!

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https://padlet.com/luxasap/8szyq7k29hgy

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We celebrated the day in our Russian lessons with Pushkin. His poems are music of Russian language and music for our souls and hearts.

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Я вас любил.docx

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Ukraine
Language is the blood of the soul into which thoughts run and out of which they grow.
- Oliver Wendell Holmes

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Без названия.jpg

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Famous Serbian poet Aleksa Santic lived in the late 19th and early 20th centuries. He wrote the song "Where are you".
Što te nema?

Kad na mlado poljsko cv'jeće
Biser niže ponoć nijema,
Kroz grudi mi želja l'jeće:
"Što te nema, što te nema?"

Kad mi sanak pokoj dade
I duša se miru sprema,
Kroz srce se glasak krade:
"Što te nema, što te nema?"

Vedri istok kad zarudi
U trepetu od alema,
I tad duša pjesmu budi:
"Što te nema, što te nema?"

I u času bujne sreće
I kad tuga uzdah sprema,
Moja ljubav pjesmu kreće:
"Što te nema, što te nema"...

Where are you?

When pearls of dew at night are strewn
On meadow flowers in early bloom,
My bosom starts a longing tune:
“Where are you, where are you?”

When, relaxed, I fall asleep,
When my soul calm is deep,
In my heart whispers creep:
“Where are you, where are you?”

When the dawn glows red
In the shimmer of jewels clad,
My soul stirs a song in bed:
“Where are you, where are you?”

When great rejoicing is on high
And gloom prepares a heavy sigh,
My love begins to sing the rhyme:
''Where are you, where are you?''

This song later extend Jadranka Stojakovic.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9JhpSXdXNhs

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გალაკტიონ ტაბიძე - არ ღირს იმ ერთ ცრემლად. (მურმან ჯინორია)

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გალაქტიონ ტაბიძე - მთაწმინდის მთვარე

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კონსტანტინე გამსახურდია

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რეგიონ-ოპერა - დაისი (ღვინოვ კახურო)  ზ.ფალიაშვილი

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თავი პირველი - კითხულობს: ეროსი მანჯგალაძე

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"Gel derse Fuzuli ki güzellerde vefa var.
Aldanma ki şair sözü elbette yalandır." FUZULİ  -pARADOKS:)-

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Painting With Words

POETS are a mixture of artist and songwriter. Their pens are impelled as much by their hearts as by their heads. Hence, well-written poems can inspire you. They can also make you think, laugh, or cry. The book The Need for Words says: “Poetry is often nothing more than words organised to have a high, sudden impact. That’s partly the reason why great poems . . . are unforgettable in every way.”

Beautiful poetry is rarely the work of a shallow mind. Poetry has a long association with what matters most in life—relationships, love, spirituality, nature, and the meaning of life. It comes as no surprise, therefore, that poetry is one of the oldest art forms. Comparing poetry with prose (ordinary written language), one famous poet said that if both described the same thing and were equally well written, “the verse will be read a hundred times where the prose is read once.”

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ποιηματα από την ψυχή

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ποιηματα από την ψυχή

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#blue...the color of water, sea, sky...whatever you want...

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My word#

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Old but very good eTwinning projet “Atelier d'écriture: poèmes d'enfance” . In this video you can see project participants in online poetry action.

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Action Poésie aux Journées de l'innovation à l'UNESCO pour Le Printemps des Poètes 2012 sur le thème des Enfances. Le projet eTwinning “Atelier d'écriture: poèmes d'enfance”. L'Ecole Hors Les Murs http://horslesmurs.ning.com/ Ecole poetique: http://ecolepoetique.ning.com

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eTwinning project

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Guillaume Apollinaire (1880-1918) - Calligrammes - Poèmes de la paix et de la guerre (1913-1916) - Calligrammes - Poems of war and peace 1913-1916