RIP. Perhaps now we will see the publication of more critical books regarding the life, work and poetry of Charles Bukowski, one of the most important and influential American writers of the second half of the twentieth century. There has been a deafening silence for over a decade now, and very little before that. To me this is quite astounding.
We have had Harrison (1994), Brewer (1997), Smith (2000), Baughan (2004), Charslon (2005) and Calonne (2012). Since then we have had Debritto's King of the Underground (2013) and A Catalog of Ordinary Madness (2024), neither of which are critical works.
Any critical book that does not address the issues around the posthumous poetry collections (up to 2009) and the overall editorial impact of John Martin on Bukowski's poetry is fundamentally flawed, and publication whilst Martin was alive was problematic. Now that Martin is dead one can only hope that more works will be published. I suspect that there a few already prepared. I hope so, both Bukowski and his poetry deserve it.