#bukowsi

[sonofbukowski]

“Life is as kind as you let it be.”

[insideinfluence]

The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours, even during the day with covers pulled up to my chin. It was good in there, nothing ever occurred in there, no people, nothing.

- Charles Bukowski

[soul-ofdark-eater]

"Non amo particolarmente la gente. Più lontanto ne sto e meglio mi sento"

-Charles Bukowski

[liah-li-blog]

Blue bird and flame

I am thinking.

Is it possible to reach the point 

when

you anger turns 

everything

inside of you 

into ashes? 

Can the flame kills

that blue bird which

tries to sing softly in your chest

although of heat

reaching its soft blue feathers? 

[last-angels-death]

[ewasie]

waiting for death like a cat that will jump on the bed I am so very sorry for my wife she will see this stiff white body shake it once, then maybe again "Hank!" Hank won't answer. it's not my death that worries me, it's my wife left with this pile of nothing. I want to let her know though that all the nights sleeping beside her even the useless arguments were things ever splendid and the hard words I ever feared to say can now be said: I love you.

[deutschrap-lyrics]

Denn ich war auch großer Fan von Charles Bukowski... Der hat ne Story, in der geht er in 'ne Kneipe Und zwar bloß, um nach dem Weg zu fragen, aber wird erkannt. Alle wollen mit ihm saufen, er soll sein wie in den Büchern Und Bukowski nimmt die Beine in die Hand.

[wordfountainblog]

Erin L. Delaney, Spring-Summer 2017

Erin L. Delaney, Spring-Summer 2017

Coming Back to Bukowski Erin L. Delaney Dispirited, I flip through piles of books looking for something new, something to bring on some fire. Instead I stare down Bukowski. We’ve been introduced before. I open Dog from Hell’s pages, readjust the glue, recover the nonstick binding. He provokes me, pours me a glass of words, and this drink ignites my pen to paper— a drunken admission a bare-handed…

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