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Lewis C. Means A Lot To Me : Haiku
Poetry 2008-09-05 (30 hits)

The Theft : Of A Nation
Poetry 2008-08-31 (70 hits)

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

Radovan : And His Alternative
Poetry 2008-07-23 (791 hits)

The Royal Albert Memorial : In Kensington Gardens
Poetry 2008-07-17 (272 hits)

The Art of Reproduction : ...is the pivot point
Poetry 2008-06-22 (315 hits)

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

Lightyears of... : Loneliness
Poetry 2008-05-24 (468 hits)

His acknowledgement of... : ...Pain (Haiku)
Poetry 2008-05-18 (389 hits)

The Gates of Dawn : Revisited
Poetry 2008-05-11 (394 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 (417 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 (467 hits)

Three Dead Friends : One Of Them A Dog...
Poetry 2008-02-23 (670 hits)

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Two sides of a perfect coin.

More to come

Bashô?

Pain, fire and love

Feed the birds, tuppence a bag.

Starry, starry night

Lunacy or "Lunacy"?

Tom Waitz...

Enjoy your weekend, Monica!

Felix! I wish you a most pleasant weekend!

Speedy response

Yeah, people, drop out of the rat race!

Camelia

Thanks, Sydney and Edilberto and my special regards to Dan and Romulus!

Resigned

on the British box

Her horrible dark nipple

Proud of having you as my translator

About the pollution of Narnian soil

Ah, Beautiful Elevator

No shuteye

Going forth...

Solidarity!

Very last suggestion

(Sign)ificant

Deviant? From what?

It happens a bit faster than the contributions, doesn't it?

Please...

Allow me...

If he cries then let him go

The art of no nonsense

Making sense?

Passenger K.

Is that Mr. Beckett knocking on the door?

Ion and Camelia!

Body and Soul

Terror?

Water of Gods

And a merry Easter to you, too!

requiem (for horn and lute)

Long Cut

Aspider in the middle of the night

The ruins that matter

Stuff

Coming ashore

Waking up

Coming Ashore

Coming Ashore

The Rite of Spring

Waking up

the clerks' ball

Numbness

Astonished Eye Facing the Mirror

womanhood

Icarus

womanhoood

womanhoood

Romart

Evening

The Meeting

The Meeting

Fat dogs, thin dogs

ivory towers

ivory towers

Farinelli

(Nr.3) Farinelli

no timing

no timing

A white helmet and a child in the rain

Now=Just a Sec

Where are those who are mot Anymore?

To Hang by Reflection

To Hang by Reflection

Words

THE OTHER

You knew how to measure

fashion show

fashion show

Seal

seal

Doctor meets pelican

The joy of noise

Urbanization

Throb

The wind and I

Thw wind and I

From beyond

To you

The Invisible Menace

To you

The Candle

The Candle

Tigers on horses

Words wearing boots

blackbird

The Candle

The Candle

Words wearing boots

summer ball

The wheels of time

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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.