Saturday, September 22, 2007

reading Bukowski ( 2 )

Reading another Bukowski. A posthumous collection, it's edgy, personal, and as funny as Bukowski can get.

Bukowski's the night torn mad with footsteps
scan by dsnake1

what matters is still being here in
this kitchen with my small radio, this
rolled cigarette and
with a two-foot stack of fresh blue
I'm sure I've sprayed
the last of the roaches and
what matters is that this tabletop
is littered with new poems.
two drunks fight in the apartment
to the rear, the cats walk
up and down the courtyard
and around the corner
girls sit in massage parlor
dreaming of love.

excerpts from "luck from a kitchen" by Charles Bukowski.

“Some people never go crazy, What truly horrible lives they must live” : Charles Bukowski

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Blogger polona said...

the man was a genious

and btw, i came home from vacation sooner than planned. it was too cold to enjoy, especially the sea.

23 September, 2007 01:25  
Blogger J. Andrew Lockhart said...

interesting poetry

23 September, 2007 13:40  
Blogger floots said...

bukowski always found the right words
turned the mundane into the magical

23 September, 2007 17:22  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

yes, the man was a genius, though some might beg to differ.

Aww, you have to cut short your holidays, but it will be sooner for us to read your poems. :)

hi andrew,
yes, interesting poetry. like floots said, he can turn the mundane into the magical.

spot on, my friend! :)

on one of your posts, there was a pic of some of his books on a shelf. i wanted to comment but when i returned, it "disappeared". :)

23 September, 2007 21:11  
Blogger gautami tripathy said...

Thanks. I need to look him up again!

25 September, 2007 02:27  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

you are welcome!
you won't be disappointed.

25 September, 2007 11:50  

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