Category: R.M. Engelhardt
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No More Love Poems. IN THE ABSENCE OF LIGHTS Dark-mirrored hallways a dim precision march Here we have tread before Without fear/Well measured Pagan desires and objective Study. Pavlov’s dog is still Breathing, his cigarette falls To the floor and he dances like a manic animal. Lost in the headlights, accidents shall…
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THE RESURRECTION WALTZ, R.M. ENGELHARDT BOOK LAUNCH & BOOK SIGNING Book House of Stuyvesant Plaza 1475 Western Ave, Albany, NY Stuyvesant Plaza · Thursday, March 14, 2013 from 7:00 PM to 9:00PM R.M. ENGELHARDT, THE RESURRECTION WALTZ
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DUST I have long since disappeared from these places. Time speaks and all I have left is gone where meaningless gestures from strangers in a foreign land signify nothing, the circle once more revolving and unfolding the mysteries of sleep. And everything, macrocosm and microcosm, has merely become a dream. Dead sonnets and broken…
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The Last Cigarette: The Collected Poems Of R.M. Engelhardt These are the earlier collected works of Albany, NY based poet, writer & author R.M. Engelhardt who has published several books over the last two decades. Engelhardt through his ideas & visions has helped to create a large amount of the Upstate, Albany, NY spoken word~poetry…
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Rimbaud and Jim Morrison: The Rebel as Poet Author: Wallace Fowlie “The poet makes himself into a visionary by a long derangement of all the senses.”—Rimbaud In 1968 Jim Morrison, founder and lead singer of the rock band the Doors, wrote to Wallace Fowlie, a scholar of French literature and a professor at Duke University. Morrison…
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SELLING OUT THE GODS Lizard King lunchboxes for Precocious children are coming soon To a supermarket near you. They will be next to the Jim Carroll Action figures and the “Rimbaud was a wildman” T-Shirts in isle 5. The Jack Kerouac cereal is fortified And delicious … _________________ R.M. Engelhardt 2005
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MEMENTO Better to feel (Than be) Blood rushes thru veins And the heart beats, Only one-day to complete its duty. While eventually earth and gods shall all come Crashing down And kingdoms & civilizations fade. And so please, I ask you only this; That when I leave…
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WWW.ALBANYPOETS.COM http://saintpoem.wordpress.com/2012/03/19/how-it-all-began-albany-poets-the-albany-wordfest How It All Began : A Memoir On Albany Poets & The Albany WordFest
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Arm yourself with pens and imagination, the paper is the empty space between the silence and the void. Fill it with words and ideas of grand thoughts and designs, unseen moments glimpsed out of secret corners. ~ R.M.
