The People Look Like Flowers at Last

New Poems
Bukowski, Charles (Book - 2008)
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the gas line is leaking, the bird is gone from the cage, the skyline is dotted with vultures; Benny finally got off the stuff and Betty now has a job as a waitress; and the chimney sweep was quite delicate as he giggled up through the soot. I walked miles through the city and recognized nothing as a giant claw ate at my stomach while the inside of my head felt airy as if I was about to go mad. it's not so much that nothing means anything but more that it keeps meaning nothing, there's no release, just gurus and self- appointed gods and hucksters. the more people say, the less there is to say. even the best books are dry sawdust. --from "fingernails; nostrils; shoelaces"
Authors: Bukowski, Charles
Title: The people look like flowers at last
new poems
Publisher: New York : Ecco, 2008.
Characteristics: 299 p. ;,23 cm.
Contents: 1. for they had things to say
evening class, 20 years later
the snow of Italy
near a plate glass window
beef tongue
the 1930s
people as flowers
life at the P.O.
the minute
too near the slaughterhouse
a future congressman
stranger in a strange city
just another wino
it is not much
the bull
the people, no
you might as well kiss your ass goodbye
purple glow
one thousand dollars
grip the dark
the dwarf with a punch
the elephants of Vietnam
inverted love song
Salty Dogs
brainless eyes
war and peace
the harder you try
2. all the little girls
no more of those young men
Jane's shoes
Rimbaud be damned
bewitched in New York
don't worry, baby, I'll get it
the telephone message machine
that nice girl who came in to change the sheets
an agreement on Tchaikovsky
love song to the woman I saw Wednesday at the racetrack
man mowing the lawn across the way from me
the girl outside
the chicken
an ancient love
match point
I also like to look at ceilings
no Cagney, me
soup, cosmos and tears
peacock or bell
purple and black
kissing me away
goodbye, my love
the police helicopter
of course
the dream, the dream
note on the tigress
3. poem for my daughter
sick leave
my father
the old woman
what made you lose your inspiration?
another poem about a drunk and then I'll let you go
dead dog
I live in a neighborhood of murder
the bombing of Berlin
all right, Camus
the anarchists
perfect white teeth
4 blocks
you can't force your way through the eye of the needle
two kinds of hell
my faithful Indian servant
a plausible finish
another one of my critics
imported punch
it was an UNDERWOOD
the creation coffin
the 7 horse
the suicide
the final word
fingernails; nostrils; shoelaces
after receiving a contributor's copy
poor night
you write many poems about death
4. dog
the hatred for Hemingway
looking at the cat's balls
contributors' notes
on beer cans and sugar cartons
pay your rent or get out
note on a door knocker
the American Flag Shirt
the dogs bark knives
the hog in the hedge
I never bring my wife
an interview at 70
van Gogh and 9 innings
9 a.m.
lousy day
sadness in the air
the great debate
our deep sleep
the sorry history of myself
a great writer
a gigantic thirst
a residue
1990 special
a most dark night in April
sun coming down.
Local Note: SH : 2008-05-13
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Additional Contributors: Martin, John 1930-
ISBN: 9780060577087
Statement of Responsibility: Charles Bukowski ; edited by John Martin
Subject Headings: American poetry 20th century.
Topical Term: American poetry
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Sep 10, 2014
  • bigdoug rated this: 5 stars out of 5.

How did I not know about Burkowski before? Poems are slightly twisted, but I loved it!


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