genesis

Klaus J. Gerken

oh the masters are all students
in the clutches of pure love
and the students are all masters
slowly killing every dove
and the heroes are all broken
limping to their destroyed homes
there is nothing that can save them
save the emptiness alone

so they wander in the desert
forty years is not enough
sometimes many lifetimes must be needed
to wash off the holy dust

we stand daily in the shadow
of the mountain and the flood

kjg 647am 27 apr 2015

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old vines

Klaus J. Gerken

i am an old man
living in a previous century
i no longer understand
the ways of youth
i am hardened by experience
i am a rock on the beach of progress
the wind no longer fills my sails
but i still shelter those
who require shelter
i am an anchor to the future
no one can live without
sands may ride the winds like waves
but anchors ensure survival
i am never far from my past
i am never far from my future
tend my garden when i am gone
old vines make better wine

kjg 1223am 26 april 2015

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encounter

Klaus J. Gerken

i waited at the corner
for a vocal argument
you came but did not speak to me
i questioned your intent

you shrugged and did not bother
to light your cigarette
a movie made to order
in the fog no one regrets

the hollow streets so echoed
like tapping stones together
our silence was forgotten
as we melted on the bed

the morning came securely
you left i left what’s left?

kjg 17 apr 2015

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manuscripts and chapbooks

Klaus J. Gerken

A pleasant surprise. Searching for something else (isn’t that always the case?) I found these manuscripts and chapbooks of mine:

The Waterfalls of the Broken Sky 1966 (Poem on a page torn out of a notebook)
The Jupiter Connection 1966 (My first Novel — long thought lost — wrote it as a school assignment when they wanted me to write a short story over the weekend. I got D- for that. Teacher said the novel was great but the D- was for not writing a short story)
Poem Speaking to Kenneth Koch 1971 (Chapbook)
Torture and Affliction 1971 (Chapbook)
Ich Bin Deutsch 1972 (Poem published in Germany somewhere)
Whiskey Poem 1972 (Chapbook)
Ygdrasail Vol 1. No 1. Spring 1973 (First print issue 50 copies — only the typed mss left)
The Last Party 1974 (Short Story)
This Novel… 1974 (Short Story)
Four Sixty Second Plays 1975 (Chapbook)
The Last Joy by Emmy Hemmings 1931 (Translation 1981)

Guess I have some typing to do.

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1970

Klaus J. Gerken

had an apartment
not quite that
above a bakery
on bank street
in 1970
you had to climb
through the
kitchen window
to get in
and that was
the only window
it looked on a roof
dark as hell
and always filled
with people
hippies
draft dodgers
and the like
only it wasn’t
my apartment
i sorta
just moved in
i don’t think
anyone knew
who the
tenant was
but that was the
60’s and we
didn’t care
mattress
on the floor
and fridge
stocked with
booze
and the smell
of fresh
croissants
from below
heaven to a
20 year old
no regrets

kjg 118pm 16 apr 2015

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glory

Klaus J. Gerken

it holds no purpose that the right
ravages the left so the left can ravage the right
and no one gains an inch where they should make strides
i always thought politics was a duty and not a free ride
but i must be mistaken if a talk show host
is more important than a sacrificial ghost
we don’t just slaughter but we relish so we feel
each moment of the pain that makes us feel so real
as long as we don’t suffer and make sure
like the slogan hung above the door
“arbeit macht frei” but it’s them who work
and the one’s left in charge lurk
in halls of glory with money in their pants
to dance the tango dance and dance

kjg 104pm 16 apr 2015

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ressurrection

Klaus J. Gerken

oh vile insomnia what hast thou wrought
there’s no commitment to a tactile thought
the mind’s a screaming thunderbolt that blinds
the vision that the vision leaves behind

torture tossed the bed’s a grave
that devils shovel close to save
the soul i cannot here relate
what happens but it’s way too late

salvation is not what is tossed
upon the hearth and then is lost
in flames to heaven god saves all

to go to hell and that’s not small
upon the meaning of the cross
that some would worship with their loss

kjg 1228pm 13 apr 2015

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