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Lewis C. Means A Lot To Me : Haiku
Poetry 2008-09-05 (31 hits)

The Theft : Of A Nation
Poetry 2008-08-31 (73 hits)

Panic Button : Haiku
Poetry 2008-08-09 (173 hits)

Radovan : And His Alternative
Poetry 2008-07-23 (805 hits)

The Royal Albert Memorial : In Kensington Gardens
Poetry 2008-07-17 (277 hits)

The Art of Reproduction : ...is the pivot point
Poetry 2008-06-22 (316 hits)

A dreaded consequence : ...of romancing the stone
Poetry 2008-06-08 (316 hits)

Lightyears of... : Loneliness
Poetry 2008-05-24 (469 hits)

His acknowledgement of... : ...Pain (Haiku)
Poetry 2008-05-18 (392 hits)

The Gates of Dawn : Revisited
Poetry 2008-05-11 (396 hits)

Certainty : ...God and Bible
Poetry 2008-05-07 (407 hits)

Power : At The Stadium
Poetry 2008-05-02 (320 hits)

Our images differ : ...once again
Poetry 2008-04-16 (418 hits)

Lasting Fear : ...of ghosts
Poetry 2008-04-06 (528 hits)

Everyone's a Freak : With a Squawky Beak(In memory of Jim)
Poetry 2008-03-15 (471 hits)

On the 17th of December : 1903...
Poetry 2008-03-08 (468 hits)

Three Dead Friends : One Of Them A Dog...
Poetry 2008-02-23 (671 hits)

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Thanks, Christopher!

Thanks, Luminita!

If the city has a river...

So did I! ()

A valid expression... ()

Reason

Work might be the solution

Ode to illusion ()

No stop signs as to technical solution!

Them bones

Reminds me of... ()

On the very spot, Marius!

When the feeling gets through...

I like the way you,ve pieced this one together, Marius..

As I see it Marius...

Simplicity...

Email must be made functional

Dynamo

- the birds are flying through us without the slightest suspicion

Loved that cryptosaurus, Felix

Felix, I read this just now,,,

The secret sacrifice of rubber and flesh

Saxonisms and nonsense

Unslept dreams...

Here you come through to me...

Sorry, Joshua, you'll have to do better...

Happy New Year, Camelia!

I really did enjoy this, Sydney!

Yes...

Q

I see it clearly now...

Art at the subway station

Power and Horror

Love and mercy

The veil and the wheel

The veil and the wheel

Suurealism as delivered by Felix

The symmetry of spades

Intensity

Edilberto!

Good and somber

Good and somber

What you offer

This vast universe

Somehow

Correction

Carl Michael Bellman

Underneath the face value

These not so appetizing processes

Thanks for reminding me about El Greco!

Using the Canvas

Identity, concepts of reality, illusion and the self

Just one little...

Misspellings

Language

John B.

It goes with the flow

Articles

Emilia!

Striking, Felix!

Precisely so

Christmas 1991

When you start looking

Citizen!

Beautiful simplicity

King James Bible ,Job, Chapter 42, 12-13

The Marketplace

Whalehug

Keep up the good work!

Thanks, Felix and Edilberto !

Thank you for your generous response

Hola, Edilberto!

Well written, learned and highly interesting!

Unsentimental approach

Magnificence

Packed with significance

Mistaken

Walking through fire

Romulus!

That sleepy watch

That sleepy watch

Put your whalesuit on

I thank you, my readers!

Water

Scratch my steel inforcements

Shellborne dreams

The original American spirit

Dysfunctional Harmony

Romulus!

A bout of shamanism

Loneliness

Hola, Edilberto!

Romulus!

From all of me to all of you

Response to Dan, Ion and Sydney

Words

Summer Holiday

Another side of Sydney

Lullaby!

Natural things

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Jabberwocky
Poetry by lewis carroll :

Berket and the Stars
Poetry by William Carlos Williams :

With God on our side
Poetry by Robert Allen Zimmerman :

It seems so long ago
Poetry by Leonard Cohen :

Howl
Poetry by Allen Ginsberg :

It's all over now, baby blue
Poetry by Robert Allen Zimmerman :

Biography John Willy Kopperud

First years spent in various towns surrounding the Oslo fiord. Grew up in a suburb east of the city, both near to and withdrawn from my numerous peers. Significantly radicalized at the age of fourteen. Grew disappointed with the revolution and signed up for the magical mystery autumn 69. Radicalized once more. Dropped out once more. Fairly well educated during the 80's and 90's.
Poetry? Off and on, I'd say. Besides poems I have weitten both pop lyrics (plus lyrics for contemporary music)and short stories. What moves me? Imagination I guess. Imagination should not contradict everyday life (and the other way around.)
I must hold forth that good old Willie S. has quite a point when he gives fair warning regarding "The man who hath no music in himself."
Music? I have mentioned pop lyrics - to be more precise - most of these are connected to the singer/songwriter tradition. Concrete and melodious music. I have also been active in another musical area,
in the crossroad between music and noise. This is not academic sheet-music, it's rather built on improvisation and momentary exploration. Later on the product has been technically modified. Roar Borge My accomplice in the project "Fisk på Disc" available with the MP3 Album "School of fish'n'chips" through the net-distrubutor, TibProd. He has done the producing in his home studio on his own computer. The album is no. 53 in the companys catalogue and the address is : http://www.tibprod.com.
Ten tracks on the net for you to download. Be my guests!

My wife, Kristin, is responsible for some very nice poetic lyrics. For some of that material I have written
pop/singer-songwriter music.

Married to my life companion at the age of 33.One child. We live in a suburb some six kilometers from where I grew up.
Career: No big deal. Life: Good. Hardships: Yes
Happiness: Yes.