DARK LANDS

 

 

 

On “Dark Lands” By R.M. Engelhardt.
Telegraphic missives from the bleak future of now taking in spirit machine and blood . A faint hope beyond hopelessness still guiding the words .

~ Steve Kilbey (The Church)

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“R.M. Engelhardt’s Darklands reads like a quick shuffle through the Killing Fields, digging through the bones for “the dreams of the broken.” Dystopian concerns of mortality dominate this book which does not sugarcoat anything in a very accessible language, something I can appreciate greatly.”

Ryan Quinn Flanagan (Author of The Road to Hell is Paved with Writers)

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And So.

It’s finally here.

At 12 Midnight Tonight August 31st 2019 the witching hour ” Dark Lands Poems R.M. Engelhardt” will be released by Whiskey City Press. My 15th book I am honored to be a part of a group of great friends and poets who have vision and are publishing an amazing amount of talented writers. Special thanks to John Patrick Robbins & Scott Simmons who helped to put the book together and make it all happen. Thank you brothers of the word. Look for “Dark Lands” on Amazon & Lulu.

More news, book release readings to come.

~ R.m. Engelhardt

 

Judge not, that ye be not judged

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“Judge not, that ye be not judged.”
Matthew 7:1

One of the most insidious ways the ego strengthens itself is in criticizing others. Whether it be their appearance, their beliefs, their politics, or any other criticism we level at others – whether out loud or just in our own minds – what we are truly doing is giving ourselves a reason to feel superior. We are getting a little burst of pleasure from seeing ourselves as superior in some way to person we are criticizing. It could be intellectual superiority, moral superiority, spiritual superiority, financial superiority, or superior in some other way. It all comes down to the same thing….our ego congratulating itself on being better, greater than, or more than someone else’s ego. This sense of superiority is what allows us to create a greater sense of boundary between “me” and “not me.” The ego grows more dense through the practice of showing where others are wrong, and it is right.
Part of the Great Work is understanding the mechanics of ego and mind, so that we are no longer ruled by them.

~ Damien Echols
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#NYC

 

It’s Official. Poets & Writers

It’s Official.

After many years of publishing, writing and creating groups and poetry spoken-word events such as Albany Poets, Vox, The School of Night, The Albany WordFest, The Troy Poetry Mission and many others I’ve finally been honored with my listing in Poets & Writers.

Thank you.

Poets & Writers R.M. Engelhardt

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Upcoming Events

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The Bones of Our Existence Book Release: March 15th, 2016 at 12 Midnight http://www.thepoemremains.com

Source: Upcoming Events

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

A POEM FROM MY DESTRUCTIONS

And now alas yet another poem from my destructions,

You, witness to and here in new flesh and new skin.

The skin of hero, the skin of snake, the skin of monster, the skin of saint all

Gradually and eventually shedding piece by piece living and dying and

Reinventing the world. Poems, photographs, enemies and the catastrophes

Which perish into the void. Paper, undigested words, mute horses and mad

Nostalgic whores, all reality deficient and nocturnally deaf to the unpure beating heart of man and muse. Reason-religion-idealism-theory …and shit.

The perfect and critical butt-flight of monkeys and the cacophony of idle

Crows who sit upon the fences of eternity passing judgment upon our souls

Until we give in…to emptiness.

But let them all know this;
That Jesus came unabridged with two fish and a loaf of bread, more a poet

Than a precise carpenter and he fed multitudes

“With hope”

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~ R.M. 

IN THE ABSENCE OF LIGHTS

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
occur once more. There are
no excuses left for avatars,
no reasons left for men,
only lights in the doorways
flicker and then they slowly

===F===A===D===E

(to grey)

(to grey)

(to grey)

out.

exit.

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R.M. ENGELHARDT

POETS ARE WELCOME …

 R.M. ENGELHARDT

 

“That’s the god damn problem with Albany, NY” She said.

“There are too many fucking poets “

In the city

Where I was born

They tore it all down

So many times

That we all forgot.

Because you see

I was born

In a place

Where the lives get

Lines and the stories

Become lives

Of their own.

Full of gangsters

And politicians, low

Dealers and the cops

Gotham city at it’s finest

Without a single hero

To write about it

Except us.

Because we’re just the fucking poets

And because were not the fucking law

And we are only here to tell the stories

Because this is all we own

Because we’re

The poets & the outcasts

And the makers of the songs

And the leftover soul of a city

That’s heading for a fall

And if Jesus came tomorrow

And if God closed the pearly gates

We’d still all just be the poets

Writing poems till the end of days

And we don’t write for glory

And we don’t write for time

We just write because we have to

Without a rhythm or a rhyme

So even if you leave here

Or you meet a sad demise

Remember that you’re a poet

And that’s just enough to survive

Because

 Without the words?

It all means nothing

At all

And the poets

Will always be welcome

“Here”

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R.M. ENGELHARDT