| were seventy-four
year Ī os a lot of drink, women, and poetry-a. Charles
Bukowski is today known as one of the best
writers of the Beat generation n, in spite of never
was associated with Jack Kerouac and Allen Ginsberg. But
really matters in Bukowski's work is not
classify, but drink of his writing with the thirst for
background who wants to enter the world of
alcoholics, beggars, prostitutes, fights
bar, crime, garbage job of, well,
the underground world of Bukowski. The author
≥ constructed a work that has Energy and identity,
pillars of an attitude that refuses, the structures
formal, a dirty realism that has moments
Henry Charles Bukowski was born in Adernach, Germany 1920, the son of a Yankee and a German officer. Three year Ī os © s after his birth, his family moved to United States, and happens to live in the suburb of East Hollywood, a low income neighborhood in the perisf√ © ria of Los Angeles. Bukowski ≥ passes most of his childhood n during the Depression of the eco-economic d√ © each of 30, and Mass experiment ≥ © ria and punishment of abusive father. After completing © s high school, he studied journalism for a time in L.A. City College, but ≥ drop the course in 1941 before achieving graduates Cia ≥ n. It is precisely in this √ © little life begins Bukowski drinking and itinerant, a job polular to another, until in 1956, tired of life in the street ≥ accepts a job in the post office, employment mantendr√a a d√ © each and servir√a of inspiration for his first book of prose "Post Office (Postman) "(1971) . It is also © n in this book that introduces Henry Bukowski Chinasky, your faithful narrator (alter ego) this in all his books except one, Pulp (1994), his latest novel. Much of the Bukowski's work is autobiogQuick Chart at No such exception After some details entered by the author romanticize history. E aha-grace to read the old Buk : never know what is true and what is n. Fiction For more acoustic fanta s enough, a story Bukowski can be your story, there is no way know.
|Rhapsody a friend drunk|
| I see sad-eyed clown drinking,
as single-write crazy poems about angels and God.
I thought that God was dead
but listen to you ... Ndot was not sure.
No bean-to lie on your fire.
Your poems are sad
Volvo-an your lovers betrayed you.
© s to walk after the bars,
≥ sa hangover and the bare walls.
No experience fear to love
or not being loved.
Deca-as that Sa ≥ the lucky men
lack of imagination-an ≥ n to suffer.
© loves you as a man loves a friend
this far and strange Ī a.
There Election bean n were united
by a singular fate.
The loneliness is so great
I can see it in slow motion
the clockwise direction.
No one who is looking for.
Tena-as a cup of the cries
and you sat drinking with the
by the bean-lovers an you hurt.
Ī aste taught me that not all people
too good to s. .. Tena-as fear,
and never asked-as it were.
Perhaps s if they are, death will not be so sad.
S always collecting more than lovers hate.
learn to win is to encode-l,
but anyone, even self
pruning, to be a big loser.
How many bottles of beer, wine, whiskey,
mainly beer took
waiting for things to improve n
or when you peleabas with a woman ...
and hoped that the web s © fono person ra
when you return-as crazy ...
And radio love songs passed,
and the web © fono remains-a quiet,
and walls fra-as ... and beer ...
Beer was all that bean-a.
And when Cain bottle to
production to sound the only one in your life.
Meanwhile the city dumps fill up,
stoner squares are filled,
The asylums are full, the hospitals are full,
The cemeteries are filled, nothing else fills.
And the cow sat-s-o ...
S expected death, like a cat
surprise jumping on the bed
... And she came ≥.
Deca-ace You The Next I was
and perhaps you already know something s
I not sa-todav√ © ... ¬ © Carlos Silvio
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