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From the article . . . "Hamlin: Please tell us about your new album Modern Art and how it felt to finally record your favorite Bukowski poem "Crucifix In A Deathhand" to your own arrangement. Have you performed the Bukowski piece live? What was the audience reaction like?" Hmmm. I don't...

Now. About that book cover . . . designed by mjp

I don't drink. . .

Has it also occurred to you, dear, that I am agreeing with you?

This wouldn't really account for Jane, though, would it? Jane wasn't attracted to the Bukowski persona. There was no Public Bukowski. Jane was his true love because there was nothing else besides she and him. No public persona, no screaming women at poetry readings, no one sending...

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Being in love, as you say you are when you read Bukowski, is infatuation. Unrequited love is Henry Charles Bukowski holding Jane Cooney Baker's black dress, and knowing for certain that all of her loveliness is gone. That was the difference, vodka. I pretty well talked about this...

This isn't just about typos, tapes, staples and pencils, is it?

Would you agree that he was prolific? He really rather wrote on a variety of human experiences. Which do you mean? of through It's easy to see why you may disagree that he was a writer who wrote well. Not everything may be as easy to express as first it seems, vodka...

I think you meant unrequited love, and/or loss of love rather than an actual lack of love. For the most part. Yeah. Some critical acclaim acknowledges it, but your average Joe on the street will point to fucking, or drinking, etc. The same things some academics point to in dismissing Buk...

The Piano recital was a man putting his music to Bukowski's Poems. He hoped to bring people to Bukowski's work. ;) - - Okay, Father Luke

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- being read by Charles Bukowski

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That is so right on.

I took a long breath, looking at the entire light of the universe shining forth from a bare hallway bulb.

filthy rats in the gutter, and more . . . For posterity: That was previous. The current stands like this:

Not a problem. ;)

Yes. That's been posted. I was enthralled.

Goal HenryChinaski!

You know, I went to bat for you here slugger, but I'm gonn'a let you swing away now. The Buk-moting, so that the average joe may be exposed, is a wee bit arrogant. In other words, someone will now read Bukowski because of you, when they wouldn't have otherwise? Okay. ;) Hey...