James Oppenheim
Sign in to saveAmerican poet, novelist and editor of The Seven Arts Magazine (1882-1932)
Person · Open Library
- Born
- 1882
- Died
- 1932
- Works
- 40
Top works
- Monday morning, and other poems
- Behind your front
- Monday morning
- Songs for the new age
- It needed God
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Music · MusicBrainz
- Type
- Person
- Gender
- Male
- Origin
- United States
- Active from
- 1961-09-01
contemporary jazzjazzsmooth jazz
Discography
- Late Night Sax
- Sax In The Afternoon
- Trust1992
- Backbone1994
- Seduction1995
- Boney's Funky Christmas1996
- Sweet Thing1997
- Body Language1999
- Shake It Up2000
- Ride2001
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Listeners · Last.fm
- Listeners
- 48
- Total plays
- 90
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Recent publications · Crossref
5 total works indexed
- The PRISMA 2020 statement: an updated guideline for reporting systematic reviews
· 2021 · cited 85,293x
- Special points for Brillouin-zone integrations
· 1976 · cited 68,314x
- Fiji: an open-source platform for biological-image analysis
· 2012 · cited 66,908x
- SciPy 1.0: fundamental algorithms for scientific computing in Python
· 2020 · cited 36,569x
- Structural equation modeling in practice: A review and recommended two-step approach.
· 1988 · cited 31,725x
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Quotes
- “Hearts starve as well as bodies: Give us Bread, but give us Roses.”
- “Up in the heights of the evening skies I see my City of Cities floatIn sunset’s golden and crimson dyes: I look, and a great joy clutches my throat!Plateau of roofs by canyons crossed: windows by thousands fire-unfurled—O gazing, how the heart is lost in the Deepest City of the World!”
- “They can only set free men free...And there is no need of that:Free men set themselves free.”
- “Hadn't he been blowing kisses to Earth millions of years before I was born?”
- “Quick as a hummingbird is my love,Dipping into the hearts of flowers—She darts so eagerly, swiftly, sweetly,Dipping into the flowers of my heart...”
- “We age inevitably:The old joys fade and are gone:And at last comes equanimity and the flame burning clear.”
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