Daniela Marian
Roznov, Romania🇷🇴
The Foreign Counselor of Suryodaya Literary Foundation (SLF).
APPOINTMENT LETTER OF FOREIGN COUNSELOR
Dear
Daniela Marian ,
We are glad to inform you that you have been appointed as our Honorable Foreign Counselor of Suryodaya Literary Foundation (SLF) . From- ROMANIA
Congratulations and best regards from
Global Administrative Family of
Suryodaya Literary Foundation (SLF).
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HER BIBLIOGRAPHY
Daniela Marian -born on May 12,1963 of Roznov, Nt. Romania, father’s Vasileand mother’s Niculina.
She work at the U.M.F. Gr. T. Popa ”Iasi.
She is a graduate of the “Mihail Kogalniceanu University” Iasi, Faculty of Law with specialization in Legal Sciences; she was graduated at the Institute European School Branch Bucharest the specialization Complementary Therapies; she do postgraduate course in Medical Management at U.M.F.“Gr.T.Popa”Iasi;
She graduated a course in computer science analyst-programmer at the Territorial Center of IT, Iasi; she was graduated the Data Controller course in Bacau at the Territorial Computing Center.she has been participated in various trainings for the promotion of biological medical products, in stopping abortions, business management, humanitarian gestures, environment and animal protection, etc.;
Currently she works as a volunteer in Medical Campaigns on behalf of the U.M.F. “GR.T.POPA” Iasi
HER PUBLICATIONS:
– Anthology of ”Literature and Contemporary Art” Literary Cenacle Artistic “Take and Write” Iasi, 2018 – Chronicle of Meetings 2017 – 2018, ISBN: 978-606-480112-8, StudIs Publishing House;
– Atthe Magazine of Culture “The writer”, ISSN: 2602-1625, ISSN-L: 2602 -1625 (printing) Iasi;
– Atthe Magazine of Culture “Evening Star”, ISSN: 2065 – 4200 (online edition): ISSN 2067 – 2144 (printing), Botoșani;
– Atthe Magazine of Culture “Cultural Harmonies˝, ISBN: 2247-1545. Adjud;
– Atthe Magazine Cultural “Romania from everywhere”, ISSN: 2632-478, London;
– Atthe Magazine of Culture “Extemporal Liric”, ISSN: 2668-5620/ ISSN – L 2668 – 5620, Oradea;
– Atthe Magazine of Culture “Flight to the heights”, ISSN 2734-7842, Palo fel Color, Italy;
– Atthe Magazine ”Spiritual Life”, ISSN: 263-7925;
In FAITH Vol.2: Rest of The World : The Poet – Spring, April, 19, volume with several poets;
– Atthe Magazine of Culture “Melidonium”, Roman Nt. ISSN 2286-1750; and in other magazines and anthologies in the country and abroad
– Debut: Vol.”Smile of light”, Stef Publishing housePublishing house, Iasi – 2019, ISBN: 978-606-028-2754; in finishing Vol.”Spheres of light”, “The Tree of life”, Stef Publishing house, Iasi;
– From Artistic Literary Circle Falling “Star of the Soul” competition diploma, second prize, online, Ro.
– From DurjoiBangla International LiteratureUnion from Bangladesh four of diplomas for poetry – 2021, online;
– Award Of Excellence “Poetic Warriors”, India 202, online;
– Award: Diploma of Excellence for the promotion of Romanian Culture and Spirit in the Centennial Year in the Living Flame of Our Great Union (1918-2018) Iasi, Ro.;
– Award: Certification ofAcknowledgement for Literature The Fantastic Literary Performance in our Weekly Contest Performed, with Registration No.C7D4001.
– Volume of Poems ”The Tragic flaw”, PublicationMay 2021- Y DrJernail Singh Anand, India author and Daniela Marian, Romania author, Published by The Poetry Society of India, Branch Office: Yayati Madan G. Gandhi Group of Publications.
HER LITERARY PROFILE
She has been written more above 530 poems in her literary career, only a part of them some has been edited. She personified elements from childhood, nature, loved ones, the universe, education, feelings. They consist instantly of inspirations gathered over the years: nature with its elements, the murmur of water, the sky, the song of birds, the rustle of the forest, music, her parents, etc. As for her inspiration, her father was a talented builder, he was a Master, he made the art of stone carving, he built houses, etc., and her mother was talented in the art of sewing national motifs, braids, embroidery, etc., for her. They were hobbies. Her brother Nicolaie Cezar inherited her father as a talent in art. Her godmother, being her father’s younger sister, had a talent for painting and poetry; she always took care of that.Poetry is a feeling of liberation from the moods transposed from its deepest places that can make you happy, because it is a transformation of self-knowledge and everything around you, but also a release of mental tensions. When you reread what you wrote, you discover that there is something else to change. This feeling is extraordinary. Your mind can fool you. She was also inspired by the art of painting. She painted imaginative landscapes such as flowers, meadows, mountains, houses, waterfall, cell, church, trees, spring, territories, portraits, etc.The poets who inspired her has been shortlisted:
Mihai Eminescu, Tudor Arghezi, George Topirceanu, VasileAlecsandri, AlexandruMacedonschi, BodanPetriencuHasdeu, IenăchităVăcărescu, William Shakespeare, Rabindranath Tagor, PubliusOvidiusNaso, etc.
That made her and makes her feel happy. She felt happier because she has a daughter is as she wanted it to be. She graduated from UNATC in Bucharest, Faculty of Theater and Film with specializing in Actor’s Art and Performing Arts. She is now a first year student at the Faculty of Community Anthropology. It gave her a sense of life. Life is a living substance of human that is part of free will there is a necessity, not just a utopian fact. It is based on a path to the spiritual heights in an eternal party with God, not before learning from the lesson of life on this Earth.Happiness is a good subjective state of the combination of life satisfaction and the ability to have more positive than negative emotions. It is a meaning given to life, depending on several educational of family, social factors. She was happier when she help someone in need, either materially, financially or with a hint of encouragement. People of culture have enriched culture beyond knowledge, somehow trying to transcend divinity, to be above creation.She exemplify in her poems the meaning ”Of love”:
”You’re simple
You are this compound
The world between the blind horizons..
You are this sunrise
You are this sunset
Happiness exists in you,
If you want to accept it…”.
About the poem “Mother”, there are not enough words to describe this poem:
“Her mother is a window to Eden
From the poem “Whispers of Peace”, she was highlighted the whole Universe:”All the billions of hearts are in one heart.”
In the modern world, certain barriers to the concept have been overcome by additional negative rather than positive search.She thinked that the negative competed with the positive, believing that it was overcome, but, in fact, it is just a useless facade. Culture has always had leaders in all fields.
On a pedestal Obvious recites “Loves”
Advantages recites “Beautiful Nanda”
Alighieri recites “Divine Justice”
Shakespeare recites “Venus and Adonis”
Alaol recites “Padmavati” to the princess
Eminesu recites “Evening star”
Tagore recites the “Lyric of the Offering”
Ertoi recites “The Vigilante”.
She believes that a leader has a great influence on society, so they must be admitted as leaders, among the best prepared citizens, to exemplify themselves as a positive and not as a negative that disappoints citizens’ expectations, through moral behavior in the family and society, to keep his word, to be honest to be a thrifty, good initiator of positive projects. The biased and / or grouped promotion of the negative aspect discourages the society and destroys it from a moral, educational, behavioral, economic, etc.
Point of view. The unhappy man is the one who stays without accepting communication, walks, music, theater, does not love work, does not love family, relatives, friends, colleagues, non-speakers, etc.Today’s, young people are another generation considered intelligent, who must be wisely directed to the professions they want. Overused technology has caused them to lose too much statically becoming dependent on it. “Nature is waiting for you to hug you”.Young people are the support of the next generation. Where do they want to go? She wants them not to be disappointed, if they feel disappointed, by the generation of grandparents, parents. There have always been conflicts between generations. Geniuses, academics, teachers, priests, anthropologists, sociologists, philosophers, psychologists, psychiatrists, doctors, from every branch of medicine, had a good word to say. Follow their example.If we each obeyed the 10 Laws of the Godhead, we would surely be truly happy. That does not mean fanaticism to respect and follow them. He has given us free will out of too much love, but not everything is allowed to us. He is not in pieces, – he is whole with us. He never abandons us. And He needs us and cries that we do not listen to Him and continue to carelessly scratch the creature of His hands.”Dear reader of your soul feels that.How do you help Him?”
The Administration of the literary group has a very important mission in promoting the positive elements of life, because they are too exaggerated in the world to mediate the negative side of the will.
Her Motto :
“Think positive and do positive things, because the strength is in you”, “Let your soul write that I know the best”, “Let the princes be born that they want to sit with you at the table to wipe away your tears when you cry”, “Animals are friends who never betray you”, “Help Nature regenerate to live with Ozone”-
©Daniela Marian
Let’s read some of Her poems:
OH, LOVE!
The passion of faith
You are a dew of these dawn flowers.
You are a divine altar
Of constellations
Love comes from two parallel worlds
Love is a calling and a departure,
Love is an ode not ignorance.
Love makes no noise.
She’s not proud.
You are a wonderful gift
Lots of memories
You’re simple
You are this compound
The world between the blind horizons..
You are this sunrise, you are this sunset
The thoughts disappeared in great ignorance.
You are a delight of song trills.
Love is a discovery.
It’s a secret.
This recognition is you.
Love, this infinity.
How do you build?
Is love an escape from repression?
Is love a deep wound of suffering?
Love does not hate
Love does not quarrel,
Listen quietly at night.
Send love, but don’t ask for love:
“love me” hey you…love me”
“You do not love me”.
Love does not command
“Tell me…”
Love says.
Love is an ideal totalitarian
Love is splendor of breath.
Love is a smile of light.
Love is not only in the Ancestral.
Is love an impulse?
Love this harmony you receive
From that of the Earth
Not to wither.
I like to hug you
My love
You are in me
And you are love.
Love is silent and loves intensely.
©Daniela Marian
(2)
MOTHER
Her eyes filled with joy like a spring asif she had lived her childhood again.
She was beautiful and hardworking a balms.
She wore a pastel dresses with floral embroidery
She was so beautiful and enlightened
During the holy holidays used to put on veilon her head made of silk with tassels
She looked up at the sky and prayed
“Recite a few psalms”
The sky a hers flooded with light
The sun appeared at the window with rays
In rooms scented with basil
My mother hugged us with her fine arms,
“My adored children” he whispered
I looked puzzled at the buds
They applauded after the raindrops
A candle flickered on a pedestal
Hanging under a the icon
Sparks were heard from time to time
They enjoyed their mother’s gaze
A cat visited the garden next to the house
She stepped on a dry branch
In an innocent game
She woke all the butterflies from sleep
I ran with them through the meadow
A deer came to drink the dew
at mornings the from tenderness of flowers
They were like sparkles, like colored spheres
They shone so brightly
They turned into stars then they climbed smoothly on the silver wire
A butterfly caught a sphere with its wings
He stopped on my eyelashes and whispered to me
“You are a miracle child.”
I had learn not to touch them for they too were the wonders of the earth
They adorned him like a prince’s cloak.
My mother was a love and an indescribable enlightenment.
I need my mother like the air of the sky.
You need your mother like the air of the sky.
This poem dedicated to my mother
For all mothers on earth this poem.
Mom, I love you so much, there are no words
My mother is a window to Eden.
©® Daniela Marian
(3)
ON A GREEN VELVET LEAF
You came out of the sea breeze smiling
Blushing you sat down on a green leaf
Velvet floating on the waves
You sighed not understanding, why?
You watched the seagulls fly in a hurry
You fell asleep listening to their cries.
I was stuck with my feet in the sand
I watched for a long time until nightfall
From moonlight to a star in the Milky Way
I saw Andromeda up close
She didn’t dare wake you up
You slept like a baby in a cradle
You were so tired of the long road
The wings of the wind caressed your cheeks.
So beautiful prophetess the Miriam
She was watching you
“Don’t worry when you wake up
Look at the horizon…
The sun will come to give you a ray
To continue the natural course of your life
Have more confidence in yourself
Dare to do wonderful things…
Love people as they are…”
© Daniela Marian
(4)
MIHAI EMINESCU INSPIRED ME
As a child, I read Mihai Eminescu’s poems.
I was going for a walk with a lame cat.
I was holding a few printed sheets under my arm.
– What are you doing? Wipe your nasal secretion with a hand kerchief
You don’t have full rights like LiviuRebreanu’s “crazy people”.
Ugh! Go to Simba because it is related to a dandelion.
Look … here and there, candy doesn’t make worms
They pass into the retina detached from a rhizome
He shortened a fuel mixed with secretions on the barren pipe of the channel
An appendix tick stung his skull.
The pigeon was wagging its tail “- he’s a good boy…”
He was placed on a stage with full right.
The award ceremony began a man who had recited
“skills” had to become …
Eminescu’s painting was full of exaltation…
The applause did not stop.
“The purpose of your life is to look for yourself”
– said Mihai.
The wallets cracked, hit by the spurs of the boots.
Gugustuic pressed her lips to Zara’s
Another poured brandy into her hanging bra…
The turkeys called the goats for a walk.
The barking broke the chains on the tiles.
Eminence took his manuscripts and left.
Veronica was waiting for him in the silk hood.
And so the play ended.
The curtain was drawn
A star collapsed over the “table of silence.”
©Daniela Marian
(5)
IN FLIGHT THROUGH THE GALAXIES
Honey, how I wish I could get to you
If only I could turn into twilight rays
To hold the morning mist in my palm
Let me embrace the flame of your love
Let me kiss your eyes, lips and cheeks
To always sing with you in the seasons
The boys and girls listened to you in verse
They wrote you a heaven of love
In the uplifting dance of your wings
You sighed when you left so upset
You went hand in hand with the ballad
The Beloved Twilight baptismal name
In the holy water with myrrh and basil
A holy name let no one forget it
You washed my feet with tears
How much you loved and revered me
I miss you and I feel like, I’m drying up
If I get sick, I know you’ll healing me
Will you descend as you climbed smoothly?
Bring me the same white dress as Ipomoea’s
I want to fall asleep flying through the galaxies
Take me in your arms and lift me up, up…
To visiting the famous Hélene Courtois
In The Constellation Swan at 11at years of Light
On a pedestal Ovidiusrecites “Loves”
Asvanghosa recites “Beautiful Nanda”
Alighieri recites “Divine Justice”
Shakespeare recites “Venus and Adonis”
Alaol recites “Padmavati” to the princess
Eminesu recites “Evening star”
Tagore recites the “Lyric of the Offering”
Ertoi recites “The Vigilante”.
They returned with gentle glances at me
Please, please go down to come back
Oh, gentle lily of the valley, you are a balm
To seek happiness within you, in all people
Write what your eyes saw up in your soul
To let your soul write that it knows best
Thank you so much for listening to our poems.”
©Daniela Marian
(6)
FROM THE WHISPERS OF PEACE
Are you a sublime sculpted halo
For to be superfluous here
Over a crucified crossfor humanity
For the age that was not
For your beautiful face
All billions of hearts
Are in single one heart
The one looking at me
Among oases of light
I’m not sitting at your table
A jar of incense
If you bring it in a silence
Anoint my forehead
Climb the stairsup at the pedestal
On the “Column of Infinity”
I would have another wish
I want write if I could
A poem in a thousand
I packing it now
Send it to everyone
“Peace to be holy, peace!”
Let the children of the world love her
Life be a good omen for this themes
Caress the poor so they don’t cry anymore
To get a little comfort and a piece
Of white bread with a glass of sweet milk
It doesn’t cost as much as a fortune – it’s small
Let the babies be born
May the blessing last
Peace be holy peace in the world
Solemn love between peoples
We are from the same dough
Carved by a single chisel
The sculptor is the Demiurge.
© Daniela Marian
Romania🇷🇴
