10 December 2017

James Koller
reads
Looking for His Horses
at
https://jameskoller.bandcamp.com/

28 November 2016

THAT SAME OLD OWL

THAT SAME OLD OWL

Walking up to the window
winter gray first morning light,

I missed him, didn't see
he sat atop the garden fence post,

then did, & stopped, & he knew
I'd stopped when I saw him,

& he was still, no move
until I moved, took one small step back,

& he turned, flew straight away,
passed into the gray & white trees

James Koller
15 Jan 09
from A River I Couldn't Find

26 May 2016

Hello from Placitas, NM

Here's a recording I did in (I'm pretty sure) 1986 in Albuquerque when I was setting up readings at the Central Torta.

Thank you for "Crows Talk To Him." I liked the song and I'm asking who wrote the lyrics -- is it Jim or his son?


If you happen to know what books Jim was reading from let me know and I'll add it to the information.

Sincerely,
Larry Goodell, 
a direct contemporary and long time friend of Jim Koller's.

28 January 2016

Some older videos collected here...

On the Poet's Cafe July, 2011

https://vimeo.com/26735098

At RISD 20 Nov 2007

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=myX_mX5hRMA

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1rNPaphtN40

In Rome April 2008

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1GpXUdaHwo4

Performance di Stefano Panzarasa alla vernice della Mostra di Collage di James Koller tenutasi 6/11/2010 alla Grafica Campioli , Monterotondo ROMA

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1MzsnMa5Q_I

Recent Bone Show Excerpt May 2011

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pHDNnGe5SRE

22 January 2016

Traduttologia's new issue with a commemoration of Jim is available

dear friends

Traduttologia's new issue with a commemoration of Jim is available.

a. V (n. s.), n. 9-10, luglio 2013 - gennaio 2014

Per James Koller. A un amico, in memoria

It contains my translation of Wilderness by Carl Sandburg with Jim's short biographical note

 my translation of a slight  different version of "A river I couldn't find", worked by Jim and Stefano to be played as a song - we already sent the link - 

my translation of "From the Hotel Alba, Pescara" and brief comments on Jim's and Sandburg's poems. Some consideration on the term Wilderness and its translation into Italian.

a big hug 
 
Mariagrazia

10 December 2015

remembering the poets

We moved by water, slowly
found our way in the dark, through the canals,
around the tight corners. We moved slowly-
circled out & in, put it together
like some kind of needlework. Some places
folks don't live their lives in a straight line.

James Koller (1936-2014)
15 Oct 87 Venezia

***

One Journey

Moths and other sacred wings
Butterflies and bees whisper
In breath of the wind
Blessed way blessing way things

Dreams are the minds streams
Thought pictures of the spirit
There are dreams of the day
There are dreams of the night

Thinking and dreaming are related
Dreams of the day we make our own
Dreams of night part eternals stone
There are dream takers
Taking from dream worlds
Taking dreams as a way of
Stealing thoughts

Turning minds inside then out
Dream slavers want to change
Our connections to ourselves
Mess with our dreams make us unsure
Unclear about right and wrong
Feed our dreams and instincts
To industrial profit machine

Difference between dream and fantasy
Reality and illusion center and no center
Dreams of the day keep our spirits alive
Our creative mind who we really are

With dreams we can create and heal
Follow our original purpose
Dreams are protection good medicine
Blessed way blessings way things

Sun and moon continue
We are all on one journey

John Trudell (1946-2015)
from Children of Earth
Childs Voice

 


For Jim

10 dicember 2014
10 Dicember 2015
dear Jim we remember you
Dianella

25 November 2015

hello from Dianella in Italy

Ciao, with the permission of Jed Koller almost every day I put in my blog one poem of Jim  from "A river I could't find":https://poesiaprosaspontanea.wordpress.com/2015/11/21/a-river-i-couldnt-find-di-james-koller-2/
I love so much these poems of Jim and I remember him as poet and as person. In few day is the 10 dicember, as you know naturally
all the best from Dianella

20 February 2015

Another song for James Koller. Love, Bertie

Searching For Blue Sky
 
my father died an old
man coyote crow
face to the open
window sky road

we gathered around
the world together him
a lifetime of
children lovers friends

searching
for blue sky

oh joplin missouri
wind & clouds & rain
a poet died in your arms
but to you it's all the same

we're all just passing through
nomads drifters tramps
on our way to somewhere else
black coffee & maps

searching
for blue sky

set me loose on the
highways back-roads trails
let my heart
open love wail

for the days yet to
come be pass
from now until my
final closing last

searching
for blue sky

my father died an old
man coyote crow
face to the open
window sky road

beneath a mid-day sun
whiskey feathers bells
together we bade him
fare-thee-well

searching
for blue sky


23 Jan 15

our Love, Bob


05 February 2015

from Ida Rose

There is a chair in my kitchen where you've always sat
I look over
and see you there
watching me.
You smile. And with your same eyes,
I smile back.

2/4/2015
(I love you, dad.)

04 February 2015

M. Swift - For Jim, on the 49th Day

For Jim, on the 49th Day

Thus shall ye think of all this fleeting world:
 a star at dawn,
 a bubble in a stream;
 a flash of lightning in a summer cloud,
 a flickering lamp, 
a phantom
 and a dream.

— The Diamond Sutra