Category Archives: Writing

Jack Nicholson

Little devils clicking in his eye flashes – Johannes Beilharz (1979) From the poetry collection Rural Ditties (1980), typewritten on my trademark Olympia manual, acquired used for $35 in Boulder, Colorado, in 1977. This booklet saw an edition of 1 … Continue reading

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A new volume of poetry by M. M.

Once I had deciphered the pattern behind the formation of these poems by reading a few of them and discovered that that was all there was in slightly different variations distinguished by different fields of association i.e. nothing worth knowing … Continue reading

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Fuge / Fugue

Dedicated to Paul Celan Today, I happened to come across a very questionable English translation of Paul Celan’s Todesfuge (Death Fugue), and this inspired me to attempt a black musical fugue in painting. Heute stolperte ich im Internet über eine … Continue reading

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Stairlets & Boards

Dedicated to the Düsseldorf Art Academy So I says to myself How about slurping an ale and inhaling a lil bit of art, something with stairlets & boards & other climbing aids – Johannes Beilharz A translation of Treppchen & … Continue reading

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The beloved neighbors haiku

Oops, they’re doing it again – vacuum at high blast, eleven p.m. – Johannes Beilharz (© 2013) Based on last night’s true story. How irritating the whine of a vacuum cleaner can be when you’re trying to sleep…

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Edward Dorn: A for Ism

A for Ism A poet’s occupation is to compose poetry The writing of it is everywhere – Edward Dorn (From Hello, La Jolla, Wingbow Press, 1978) This statement by my old teacher struck me as as relevant and true as … Continue reading

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At home

Ludovico Einaudi, Dietro Casa / Nuvole Bianche The white clouds of Einaudi’s piano notes are drifting by in this house, in this darkish room It’s past noon, time to get up in search of food even though I don’t feel … Continue reading

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