Style

Bukowski

 

“Style is the answer to everything. A fresh way to approach a dull or dangerous thing. To do a dull thing with style is preferable to doing a dangerous thing without it. To do a dangerous thing with style is what I call art.”
~ Charles Bukowski

IF

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“If death is like a sonnet then life would be a haiku. The sonnet, a lyrical poem, the beauty and magic with the last breath~ love, words fading and floating off into the abyss that is space whilst our everyday lives or days more important than normal become just a mere whisper in only a few short syllables through which we convey with our hearts the truth of the universe in a single moment briefly.”
R.M. Engelhardt

Sometimes …

R.M. Engelhardt
R.M. Engelhardt

“Sometimes it’s great, and sometimes it’s shit.

These are the things all the great philosophers

just won’t tell you flat out about life.

You keep moving, keep living, keep breathing

And you keep writing-creating because that’s what you do

And that’s who you are. There are no magical voices to guide

You except your own. Make it count.

~ R.M. ENGELHARDT

R.M. Engelhardt : The Lost Editions Now Available Again On Scribd : Versus & Versus~Lexikon

“V E R S U S” ~ 2009, which is an experimental book of my poems & work. Comprised of older re-invented poetic forms & poetry prose pieces based on The Song Of Solomon, Surrealism, Dreams, Tarot & even some old norse and ancient egyptian forms.

Versus~Lexikon:
Poems By R.M. Engelhardt 2010
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They indeed were comrades of the gods,
Possessed of Truth, the poets of old:
The fathers found the hidden light
And with true prayer brought forth the dawn.
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Albany, NY based poet, writer R.M. Engelhardt has published several books over the last decade including Nod~Logos~Alchemy~The Last Cigarette: The Collected Poems of R.M. Engelhardt & others. His current experimental book of poetry & prose is called “Versus” A poet & writer, Engelhardt through his ideas & visions has helped to create a large amount of the Upstate, Albany, NY spoken word~poetry scene and is the host of “VoX” an Open Mic For Poets held @ The Fuze Box on every last Friday evening of each month. Thru his efforts along with such writers as Thom Francis he has created such groups the Albany Poetry Syndicate as well as Albany Poets (Now http://www.AlbanyPoets.com), which have left a lasting mark on the upstate NY literary scene. His work has also been published by many journals both in print including Retort, Verve, Industrial Nation, Sure! The Charles Bukowski Newsletter, Thunder Sandwich, The Angry Poet, Full of Crow & many others.

VERSUS : THE POEMS OF R.M. Engelhardt 2009 by R.M. Engelhardt Writer

Versus~Lexikon: Poems By R.M. Engelhardt 2010 by R.M. Engelhardt Writer

The Future

The Future

The future: time’s excuse

to frighten us; too vast

a project, too large a morsel

for the heart’s mouth.

Future, who won’t wait for you?

Everyone is going there.

It suffices you to deepen

the absence that we are.

 

~ Rainer Maria Rilke

 
– Translated by A. Poulin

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LAST  RITES

 

NOTE:

 

Preferred Flowers for funeral… Or one flower only please;

Kennedia … Angelica…Lilac or Iris

And upon said date of expiration,

Please inscribe names of said flowers upon heart, mind & soul

“Here”

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DEAD poets living poets no longer in print, paper, journals but on inter-net

Ether-net under new title “another dead white guy” who wrote

“Poems”

Who isn’t so dead anymore… but still wearing black,

Who perhaps just pulled a disappearing act

Or a mystery which you cannot “unravel”

So look for these clues;

Search under true lives, true words & true lines,

Where there are no excuses, false critics or liars

Look for open minds & what matters most.

Burn past, burn history burn intensely into

New realm of being… dream.

Search for her & that’s where you will find

“Me”

 

EGO voveo delecto vos insquequo

terminus of meus dies.

 

 

~ R.M. Engelhardt