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EDITORIAL
The second and primary goal of www.huncke-times.com is to cull work from contemporary voices and voices passed or forgotten and present these voices to the www community. It is clear that the Internet community is a new window, which, while open, will introduce fresh air to an otherwise overtly-commercialized and celebrity based information industry.
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The Poetry Killer
by Edgar Oliver
The Poetry Killer is one of two poems written for the stage to be included in an upcoming book titled "All Was Desire" (Two poems for the stage and a play).
The Poetry Killer is one person alone, on stage, going back in time.
For the original performance, there was a painted backdrop in black and white - the bannister of a staircase the looming front door at its foot, at the top of the stairs the wild branches of a tree seen through a window.
On stage were a dangling mylar mirror, a bed made from two foam core flats, a burlap sack full of crockery, and a rock crudely painted with the face of a skull.
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The Poetry Killer
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A monster finds a true mirror when he first
yearns for a kiss and says to it -
Had I known that I was made for this, no
time could have bereft me of my childhood.
Or if time gave me no choice, I would have
refused its treachery
and stayed longer to smell out the cold
in the backyard when the rain lured me to
abandon
until, having turned to stone, I had stayed
too long.
(LIGHTS UP ON INTERIOR OF HOUSE)
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Herbert Huncke, by Louis Cartwright
SONG OF SELF
Herbert E. Huncke
My name; although I'm known generally as Huncke and by a few as Herbert and in the past as Herbie. It is seldom I'm referred to as Mr. Huncke, and when formal introduction is requested it is usually--Herbert Huncke.
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Photos by Ed Grazda, Afghanistan
before and after the Taliban.
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