Is there a Bukowski poem you've always loved, or a poem you've recently come across, or a poem you think remarkable, for one reason or another?
I thought it might be interesting to compile some poems in the course of a year; poems which are going to be mentioned by you in 2015...
I'd like to start with an uncollected poem (is it still uncollected? I don't know any of the posthumous stuff).
It's one of the great ones I've found somewhere in the depths of this site:
The faces are gnawing at my walls but have not yet come in...
I thought it might be interesting to compile some poems in the course of a year; poems which are going to be mentioned by you in 2015...
I'd like to start with an uncollected poem (is it still uncollected? I don't know any of the posthumous stuff).
It's one of the great ones I've found somewhere in the depths of this site:
The faces are gnawing at my walls but have not yet come in...