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R.M. ENGELHARDT
Poet Writer Author Albany NY
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“New land is harsh, and vigorous, and sturdy. It scorns evidence of weakness. There is nothing of sham or hypocrisy in it. It is what it is, without an apology.”
J.E. Lawre
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IN THE BAR AT 2AM AT 50
“IT’S TOO DAMN BRIGHT IN HERE”
The drunk guy in the corner says
To which the bartender replies:“Go Home” “It’s Late”
“You’ve Had Enough”
So you, hearing all this get up and turn your head and look around to catch a glimpse of the drunk guy causing all this commotion thinking that the wasted bastard is going to make some retort, retaliate or say something funny, so you wait for his witty banter or at least a decent comeback, but it never happens
And then?
Suddenly just as you’re about to leave you stop for a second and see him in the mirror
Looks like he’s leaving too.
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Shakespeare threw down his pencil, said I think I’m gonna start layin brick. There’s too much of this “Romeo stuff” enough to make anybody sick. To be or not to be I mean what’s that supposed to mean? I’m changing my image tomorrow, be a groupie, make the scene
~ John Cougar Mellencamp, Pray For Me
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“In every bit of honest writing in the world … there is a base theme. Try to understand men, if you understand each other you will be kind to each other. Knowing a man well never leads to hate and nearly always leads to love. There are shorter means, many of them. there is writing promoting social change, writing punishing injustice, writing in celebration of heroism, but always that base theme. Try to understand each other.”
(Journal entry, 1938; quoted in introduction to 1994 edition of Of Mice and Men)~ John Steinbeck
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What’s a soul to do when confronted with poems that are one step beyond, that take you toward slant time and altered being? What to do when confronted with a poet who has a spiritual imagination, who creates written beauty, who is a genuine artist? I suppose one option is to just be quiet, be content in those moments of reading stupefaction. Or one can do what I’m doing now – try to say something about the experience.
I’ll start by looking at a photo of the poet, as if some clue to the hidden spirits of language might be registered there.
It’s probably wayward for me to say it, but I will anyway: the face of Georg Trakl is mad with hidden spirits of language. If I were told this picture had been taken inside a locked asylum for expressively coiled savants, I wouldn’t be surprised. There’s…
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ENDLESS
Sitting near the river the water reflecting the mind’s serenity of a secular moment the sudden sound of children laughing returns me to the world.
The presentI am alive and awake
Grateful to remain
When so many have already
Passed through the veil the
Brilliant light that waitsWe are only waiting
To become another
Endless wave in the
Motion of the river’s tide
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