I ran across this in my morning internet search for something worth reading. It’s a letter but it reads like a poem. I like the attention to the details of an ordinary (or maybe not so) day. And, of course, I like the New Orleans connection. I didn’t like Bukowski when I first read his stuff years ago but now I find I’m liking it more and more. Enjoy. Continue reading Bukowski: Rostrum Camera
A lot of people like Charles Bukowski’s poetry. Several people I know who know about these things – writing, reading and comprehending – seem to think he’s the shit. I’ll confess up front that it’s only recently – since I’ve seen these people refer to him so much – that I’ve read any of his work. So far, I’ve found it mostly depressing, which isn’t necessarily saying I don’t like it. I haven’t decided yet. Sylvia Plath is depressing but I like her. I watched a movie about Bukowski, that I don’t remember the name of, where Matt Dillon played … Continue reading On The Fence About Charles Bukowski
Charlotte Hamrick 