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Hugo Ball wrote of him, in his "Escape from Time," on 11 February 1916: "Huelsenbeck has arrived. He pleads for an intensification of rhythm (Negro rhythm). He would best love to drum literature and to perdition."
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Cover ~uP

The cover of Dada Duffy's first book of poetry published in 1984 ~ Imagine that ~


'Nach dem Cabaret' - Emmy Hennings

Ich gehe morgens früh nach Haus.
Die Uhr schlägt fünf, es wird schon hell,
Doch brennt das Licht noch im Hotel.
Das Cabaret ist endlich aus.
In einer Ecke Kinder kauern,
Zum Markte fahren schon die Bauern,
Zur Kirche geht man still und alt.
Vom Turme läuten ernst die Glocken,
Und eine Dirne mit wilden Locken
Irrt noch umher, übernächtig und kalt.
Lieb mich von allen Sünden rein.
Sieh, ich hab manche Nacht gewacht.

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of this and that and other things

of this that and other thing

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