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DESPRE REVISTĂ

Revista Glasul Bucovinei este o publicaţie trimestrială de istorie şi cultură care-şi propune, în primul rând, recuperarea adevărului istoric: cronologia istorică şi politică, activitatea partidelor politice, mărturii istorice, aspecte de viaţă spirituală,

DESPRE REVISTĂ

Revista care poartă azi numele de Euresis a fost fondată în anul 1973 cu titlul Cahiers Roumains d'Études Littèraires (C. R. E. L. ) şi a apărut sub egida şi în regia editurii Univers condusă atunci de Romul Munteanu. Direcţia propriu-zisă a revistei i-a

Quote Vasile Alecsandri

by Vasile Alecsandri (1821-1890)

Foreword

by Adrian Solomon; Aurora Fabritius

The Scientific Essay

by Adrian Mihalache

Friends with Children

Geology Museum, Kiseleff Park, Cismigiu Gardens. Since the park is always a handy alternative, but the least spectacular one, we suggest a visit to the Antipa museum, an eternal museum. We know that you notice at once those details that spoil all the charm, such as the

The Skeptical Friend

How can you refute the arguments of the visiting friend who thinks that Bucharest is a city like any other and that besides the classical sightseeing there is nothing much to see? First you should draw up a list with all the things that impressed you in the capital: pubs,

Bucharest Meet Amsterdam

Life is nothing but a perpetual interrogation mark placed above that strange and intriguing image of our very own childhood… and where does it even start to provoke our conscience? Remember that grumpy and oversized street, your everyday neighbors that couldn't restrain

From Vienna For Bucharest

A native of Constanta born under the sign of Cancer, therefore dependent on the sea, the sun, the sand and the seagulls, a couple of months ago I moved to Vienna (no sight of the sea), after having spent four years in Bucharest (no sight of the sea) during my years of college

Sunday Best

Cismigiu Gardens Every time I visit this place, I feel the same. Maybe it’s because the elegant flower beds, the winding paths and the chatter of happy kids. Or maybe it’s the young lovers who paddle rowing boats, the skeletal old ladies who gossip on benches of battered