February 2012
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somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond ...
somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond by E. E. Cummings somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring...
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SILENCE FALLS
SILENCE FALLS
Incantations.
Psalms of syntax
Sonnets of dust
Stanzas of the night
Travellers by night, Noctures.
Silence.
“Silence, Words ever-moving into foolishness
Fading. The silence prolonged, so secretive of thought”
The Silence Falls.
Love, the, the most difficult of phrases,
The man of this phrase out of phase ~ fragments left of
What’s lost, out of time & out of...
The Future ...
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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 Retrospect” and “A Few Don’ts” (1918) →
ESSAY ON POETIC THEORY
“A Retrospect” and “A Few Don’ts” (1918)
BY EZRA POUND
INTRODUCTION
A poet, critic, translator, and literary force of the modernist era, Ezra Pound was born in Idaho in 1885. He grew up in Pennsylvania and was educated at Hamilton College and the University of Pennsylvania, where he met William Carlos Williams and H.D. (Hilda Doolittle). After receiving his MA...
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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-nicholl
January 2012
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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 way she laughed,
Poised, in the mirror
Or running thru the...
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The Cynic & The Mystic →
We are such stuff
As dreams are made of, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep…
http://saintpoem.wordpress.com/2012/01/28/the-cynic-and-the-mystic
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Versus ~ Lexikon: Poems By R.M. Engelhardt →
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The Poem Re~Generation Night: Saint Poem 02.20.12
The Poem Re~Generation Night: Saint Poem Open Mic At The Upstate Artists Guild.
When:
Monday, FEBRUARY 20th, 2012. Time : 7:30pm SignUp 8:00pm until 10:00pm.
Where:
Upstate Artists Guild, 247 LARK STREET, Albany, NY
Description:
http://saintpoem.wordpress.com/2012/01/22/poem-regeneration-night-saint-poem/
On February 20th we are changing the pace. This open mic is an...
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The Visionary ...
All men should possess a ‘visionary faculty’. Men do not, because they live wrongly. They live too tensely, under too much strain, ‘getting and spending’. But this loss of the visionary faculty is not entirely man’s fault, it is partly the fault of the world he lives in, that demands that men should spend a certain amount of their time ‘getting and...
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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 even All the saints.
And this poem has nothing to do with the paranormal, Demons or the neon electric lights of Near death, deadly dead cosmic experiences, Jesus Christ or his brother...
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This Is Not America
THIS IS NOT AMERICA
I once
Had a dream.
That the night
must pass, this
Darkness in time.
Come the morning
In the daylight,
As you look out your window
Deeply still, quiet, knowing that all
These dreams have past
And all which you had once believed
In has vanished as the sirens everyday
Are passing you by as
The workers entering the neighborhood gates
At night come...
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Poems In Retort Magazine →
I WAS ONCE DEAD TOO In a famous painting of Christ nailed to and crucified upon the cross I am the watching leper on the right. And with my one good eye I watch as Jesus dies and screams up into darkening sky asking his father for a reason why? And then, suddenly as the clouds open up and the rain begins the Romans scatter like mice, the water, burning off their flesh like corrosive acid....
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OCCUPY THE WORD... Poetry At The UAG On...
OCCUPY THE WORD Poetry At The UAG! On Monday, JANUARY 16th the Saint Poem Reading Series will be holding a special event for all those who have poems they would like to share concerning politics, wall street and the current state of the world and America! Poets & Musicians Welcome! What do you have to say? SAINT POEM @ THE UPSTATE ARTISTS GUILD , 247 LARK ST. ALBANY. 7.30PM Sign Up, 8PM...
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Outside The Box : Article~Poems 2009 →
The World According To Poetry
September 3, 2009
By Lena Vanelslander
If poetry can represent something meaningful, it is in the way it presents us shared and divergent perceptions of life and the world around us. In “The World according to Poetry” I will present you every fortnight a specific poet who can sway your body and soul, bring you to the depths of knowledge and perception and raise...
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You’ll care only about the darkness ...
You might try then, as I did, to find a sky so full of stars it will blind you again. Only no sky can blind you now. Even with all the Iridescent magic up there your eye will no longer linger on the light, it will no longer trace constellations. You’ll care only about the darkness and you’ll watch it for hours, for days, maybe even for years, trying in vain to believe you’re some kind of...
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Shakespeare, The Debate Continues ... →
It is a great comfort, to my way of thinking,” Charles Dickens wrote in 1847, “that so little is known concerning the poet. The life of Shakespeare is a fine mystery and I tremble every day lest something should turn up.”
“Is it not strange,” wrote Ralph Waldo Emerson in his journals, “that the transcendent men, Homer, Plato, Shakespeare, confessedly...
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In The Church Of Coffee & Smokes ... →
IN THE CHURCH OF COFFEE AND SMOKES
“And now,
Let us all pray” Ex-hale. Does anybody Have a cigarette? Let’s all talk about your day, Light up simultaneously. Oh Lord, I need more sugar In my coffee And not that artificial Crap Confession; One on one, Let’s all talk about All of your sins, Smiling. No hail Mary’s, no regrets For our God only demands More cigarettes. And that you light...
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Warrior of the Light" ~ Paulo Coelho
Warrior of the Light” ~
Every Warrior of the Light has felt afraid of going into battle. Every Warrior of the Light has, at some time in the past, lied or betrayed someone. Every Warrior of the Light has trodden a path that was not his. Every Warrior of the Light has suffered for the most trivial of reasons. Every Warrior of the Light has, at least once, believed he was not a Warrior...
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“The Words Are The All & The Nothing …”
– www.rmengelhardt.com
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“The Words Are The All & The Nothing …”
December 2011
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New Work Published In Rusty Truck →
Under The Hunger Moon …
http://rustytruck.wordpress.com/2011/12/27/under-the-hunger-moon-by-r-m-engelhardt/
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The Christmas Truce 1914 →
“The Truce” Christmas 1914
Though World War I had been raging for only four months, it was already proving to be one of the bloodiest wars in history. Soldiers on both sides were trapped in trenches, exposed to the cold and wet winter weather, covered in mud, and extremely careful of sniper shots. Machines guns had proven their worth in war, bringing new meaning to the word...
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Words Are The Weapon
Poetry… The Device.
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LAST RITES
Note:
Preferred Flowers for funeral… Or one flower only please;
Kennedia … Angelica…Lilac or Iris
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ETC. ETC. ETC.
ETC ETC ETC
In thy breaking heart, obscured, Silent whereas no one Gives a “shit.”
Whereas a single voice or one still moment in its measure linger, This message, “unrecieved.” Where no amount of time, wine-roses or memories can heal. As human falls, fails broken, out of reason. Long letters written, months recorded days, photographs and longings, And unrelenting...
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The Reckoning: Shakespeare Was Marlowe →
In 1593 the brilliant but controversial young playwright Christopher Marlowe was stabbed to death in a Deptford lodging house. The circumstances were shady, the official account—a violent quarrel over the bill, or “recknynge”—has been long regarded as dubious. Here, in a tour de force of scholarship and ingenuity, Charles Nicholl penetrates four centuries of obscurity...
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ARCANUM
ARCANUM
Weight of worlds… Fates.
Dream songs,
All lost to no man
Angels,
Visions
Saints.
We
The word
Word ancient
Sleep.
Slumber & disapate
Disapear
Into darkness &
History
Memory,
And machine
Madness
Melankolik
All.
All apostles &
Prophets, sages
Walking
Breathing in & out
The ghost of
Deceptions past
Messenger of both
Gods...
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There Is ...
There is neither happiness nor misery in the world; there is only the comparison of one state with another, nothing more. He who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience supreme happiness. We must of felt what it is to die, Morrel, that we may appreciate the enjoyments of life. ” Live, then, and be happy, beloved children of my heart, and never forget, that until the day God will...
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Persuasion
“There is ‘true’ Knowledge. Learn thou it is this: To see one Changeless Life in all that lives, And in the Separate, One Inseparable. There is imperfect Knowledge: that which sees The separate existences apart, And, being separated, holds them real. There is false Knowledge: that which blindly clings To one as if ‘twere all, seeking no cause, Deprived of light, narrow,...
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Birthday Wishes To Emily Dickinson
Wild Nights – Wild Nights!
by Emily Dickinson
b. 12.10. 1830
Wild Nights – Wild Nights! Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our luxury!
Futile – the winds – To a heart in port – Done with the compass – Done with the chart!
Rowing in Eden – Ah, the sea! Might I moor – Tonight – In thee!
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Mona Lisa In Overdrive
Communications From Elsewhere In mind, place & sound Mona Lisa in overdrive Nearer to the ground The wave
She becomes.
Dream state
Sacrifice
Legend
Model.
A smile
Hiding behind a gaze
Lovely
In any time
Or place or even
Upon my wall.
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R.M. Engelhardt 2011
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Occupy Wall Street Poetry Anthology Published... →
The Occupy Wall Street Library has just created a massive 400-page PDF version of their Occupy Wall Street Poetry Anthology. Until today, the anthology had lived in binders floating around the Occupy Wall Street camp.
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Albany & Lark St. Poems ~ Haikus
Albany & Lark St. Poems ~ Haikus Ol’ Dean is drunk again on wine down On Lark Street. Cold, angry & alone at night. Bullfight with a Chrysler Don Quixote faces his windmill. _________________________ Smirowski takes a drag of his cigarette Outside Valentine’s on a warm October night. Smoke rings of Bukowski rise. ______________________ At the QE2 Dan Wilcox reads a poem...
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Follow The Words ... →
My words, work & poetry is now syndicated on Albany Poets ….
http://albanypoets.com/category/contributors/r-m-engelhardt
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November 2011
22 posts
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Marlowe vs. Shakespeare: Wrongful Death and Double... →
holidaytoy4u:
Marlowe versus Shakespeare: Wrongful Death and Double Identity An excerpt from the Amazon Kindle collection “Encounters with Authors”:* “Marlowe versus Shakespeare: Wrongful Death and Double Identity”- Murder, deceit, fraud, espionage - brace yourself for a cloak-and-dagger mystery unlike any…
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“In a Time of Universal Deceit, Telling the Truth is a Revolutionary Act.”...”
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WatchAmazing Poem …
curiositycounts:
From Boat Magazine, a beautiful reading of Edgar Albert Guest’s “See It Through” as a manifesto for the undefeatable citizens of written-off-as-dead Detroit. (via)
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Be Thankful ...
Be Thankful … Things Could Be Worse.
Stop thinking about the past, and dont worry too much about whats going to happen in the future. Your presence is a present, so live for today, and appreciate everyone and everything you have. Stop thinking about what you dont have, what you wish you had, who walked out of your life, and whatever else that falls in that category. Think about what...