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John Willy Kopperud[wipperud]


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Page: 5 : 4 : 3 : 2 : 1 Pretty : Lily Poetry 2022-04-27 (1694 hits) Pretty : Lily Poetry 2022-04-27 (1605 hits) They do seem : unable Poetry 2020-01-22 (2926 hits) Roland : Kirk Poetry 2017-07-27 (8946 hits) Yet : We Rise Poetry 2017-07-19 (4046 hits) No direction : on Poetry 2017-07-19 (4070 hits) Purely : Instrumental Poetry 2015-11-29 (4348 hits) Causes : dead and gone Poetry 2015-08-20 (4504 hits) This town's ablaze : yet again Poetry 2015-07-16 (4563 hits) Page: 5 : 4 : 3 : 2 : 1	Page: 13 : 12 : 11 : 10 : 9 : 8 : 7 : 6 : 5 : 4 : 3 : 2 : 1 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 humble poem of dizzydents 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 In the Belly of The Beast In the Belly of The Beast In the Belly of The Beast Continuosuly At all times unknown Calm or passionate? Lunchtime Duck A dream of kings Unlocked Incontinent happening An emotional poem Dunno Dunno Got nothing Life is... Got nothing Haiku Come All Ye Space Cadets Haiku Signs white nights in Bucharest harquebus Civilization Having your cupcake and eating it too Nicht hinauslehnen Embalmed Nicht hinauslehnen Secularism and the French revolution Nicht hiauslehnen Making love with shadows Take this apple back Any Body this laughing Houses of the Holy A short history of vodka A short history of vodka In the land of fairies Kaaba (haiku) Just Focus Senses Philippenes, Cuba, Puerto Rico and Panama Elegy To my readers Met To my readers Die Flasche ist leer The crash factor The echo of my soul Nostalgia phenylbutazone "The crash factor" The story of a near-sighted angel A new order? Cracked fish eyes phenylbutazone I'm moving fast Turtles The 4 horsemen Thank you phenylbutazone phenylbutazone Page: 13 : 12 : 11 : 10 : 9 : 8 : 7 : 6 : 5 : 4 : 3 : 2 : 1	The Chimney sweeper Poetry by William Blake Fragment 52 Poetry by Sappho You've got to hide your love away Poetry by JOHN LENNON 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 Alternative version 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.

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