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 … Continue reading Of Ghosts, Dust & Forgotten Poems: R.M. Engelhardt
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Rimbaud & Jim Morrison: The Rebel as Poet By Wallace Fowlie
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 … Continue reading Rimbaud & Jim Morrison: The Rebel as Poet By Wallace Fowlie
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Selling Out The Gods…
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~POEM TO PAST SELF IN FUTURE TENSE : Poems 2oo2
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 … Continue reading MEMENTO~POEM TO PAST SELF IN FUTURE TENSE : Poems 2oo2
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How It All Began : A Memoir On Albany Poets & The Albany WordFest
http://WWW.ALBANYPOETS.COM http://saintpoem.wordpress.com/2012/03/19/how-it-all-began-albany-poets-the-albany-wordfestHow It All Began : A Memoir On Albany Poets & The Albany WordFest
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Arm yourself …
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.
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A life in writing: Charles Nicholl
‘Let’s have a look at the dark side of the moon – Marlowe as spy, Rimbaud as gun-runner, Shakespeare as lodger’ http://www.guardian.co.uk/culture/2011/dec/30/life-in-writing-charles-nichollA life in writing: Charles Nicholl
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The Archeology of Her Smile
” I love you “ These words that he said A thousand lifetimes ago. A thousand women weeping A thousand flowers burned. The poem, Just written for someone, somewhere Once. Beloved A wife A daughter A love. About the archeology of her smile, About her hidden voice, The joyful noise of her child Or just the … Continue reading The Archeology of Her Smile
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THE SOUL PARADE
THE SOUL PARADE Y’know. This poem, ain’t about you. And this poem ain’t about a raging heart Or a saving grace. This poem has nothing to do with the blues,Robert Johnson, the devil or evenAll the saints. And this poem has nothing to do with the paranormal,Demons or the neon electric lights ofNear death, … Continue reading THE SOUL PARADE
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Poems In Retort Magazine
I WAS ONCE DEAD TOOIn a famous paintingof Christ nailed toand crucified upon the crossI am the watching leper on the right.And with my one good eyeI watch as Jesus diesand screams up intodarkening sky askinghis father for a reasonwhy?And then, suddenly as the clouds open upand the rain beginsthe Romans scatter like mice,the water, burning off … Continue reading Poems In Retort Magazine
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