Category: R.M. ENGELHARDT, THE RESURRECTION WALTZ
R.M. ENGELHARDT, THE RESURRECTION WALTZ WEBSITE www.rmengelhardt.com
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Note: Humanity? I am tired of your self-centered Bullshit & whining ways Stop this train, stop it now. For we shall all remain… Dream. Persevere Into this life, Or the next. An ode to the dead world that is poetry, lost and faraway. The ancient soul of Sappho gone and golden days. Tear these words,…
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(IN THE BEGINNING) The sun is a huntress young, The sun is a red, red joy, The sun is an indian girl, Of the tribe of the Illinois. (MID-MORNING) The sun is a smouldering fire, That creeps through the high gray plain, And leaves not a bush of cloud To blossom with flowers of rain.…
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“Writers must oppose systems. It’s important to write against power, corporations, the state, and the whole system of consumption and of debilitating entertainments…I think writers, by nature, must oppose things, oppose whatever power tries to impose on us. You know, in America and in western Europe we live in very wealthy democracies, we…
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Dashiell Hammett worked for the Pinkerton Agency as a private investigator and one of his cases was silent film star Fatty Arbuckle’s alleged rape of Virginia Rappe, an aspiring actress who died from a ruptured bladder two days later. Although Arbuckle was acquitted, his career never recovered. Hammett, however, went on to become one…
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To exist is to defy all that threatens you. To be a rebel is not to accumulate a library of subversive books or to dream of fantastic conspiracies or of taking to the hills. It is to make yourself your own law. To find in yourself what counts. To make sure that you’re never “cured”…
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Epitaph for The lost poem Which contained Everything And nothing. Touched everyone, anyone Who desired The mystery of mysteries Words of words, which brought forth Language Both blessed & cursed us Married us, buried us and parted The heavens and the Deep blue seas Made Houdini disappear And broke the sole of Khrushchev’s soul…
