Christmas poem to a man in jail
hello Bill Abbott:
I appreciate your passing around my books in
jail there, my poems and stories.
if I can lighten the load for some of those guys with
my books, fine.
but literature, you know, is difficult for the
average man to assimilate (and for the unaverage man too);
I don't like most poetry, for example,
so I write mine the way I like to read it.
Mots clés charles-bukowski
if it doesn't come bursting out of you
in spite of everything,
don't do it.
unless it comes unasked out of your
heart and your mind and your mouth
and your gut,
don't do it.
Mots clés charles-bukowski so-you-want-to-be-a-writer
nothing's news.
it's the same old thing in
disguise.
only one thing comes without a
disguise and you only see it
once, or
maybe never.
like getting hit by a freight
train.
makes us realize that all our
moaning about long lost girls
in gingham dresses
is not so important
after
all.
Mots clés poems the-last-song charles-bukowski
God knows I am not too hippy. Perhaps because I am too much around the hip and I fear fads for, like anybody else, I like something that tends to last.
Charles BukowskiMots clés charles-bukowski
The blankets had fallen off and I stared down at her white back, the shoulder blades sticking out as if they wanted to grow into wings, poke through that skin. Little blades. She was helpless.
Charles BukowskiMots clés post-office charles-bukowski
There's nothing unusual about love.
Charles BukowskiMots clés charles-bukowski hot-water-music
My body gnaws at me from one side and my spirit gnaws at me from the other.
Charles BukowskiMots clés charles-bukowski hot-water-music
Si vas a intentarlo, que sea a fondo. Si no, mejor que ni empieces. Puede que pierdas familia, mujer, amistad, trabajos y hasta la cabeza. Puede que no comas en días, puede que te congeles en un banco de la calle. No importa. Es una prueba de resistencia para saber que puedes hacerlo. Y lo harás. A pesar del rechazo y de la incertidumbre, será mejor que cualquier cosa que hayas imaginado. Te sentirás a solas con los dioses, y las noches arderán en llamas. Cabalgarás la vida hasta la risa perfecta. Es la única batalla que cuenta.
Charles BukowskiMots clés escribir literatura charles-bukowski
If I bet on humanity, I'd never cash a ticket.
Charles BukowskiMots clés poetry humanity charles-bukowski
I'm fucking the grave, I thought, I'm bringing the dead back to life...
Charles BukowskiMots clés charles-bukowski love-is-a-dog-from-hell one-of-the-hottest
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