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Andy Konisberg Male, 50, France (5/7/2005 2:06:00 PM)

It would be interesting to get views on this piece by Bukowski:

'question and answer'

he sat naked and drunk in a room of summer
night, running the blade of the knife
under his fingernails, smiling, thinking
of all the letters he had received
telling him that
the way he lived and wrote about
it had kept them going when
all seemed

putting the blade on the table, he
flicked it with a finger
and it whirled
in a flashing circle
under the light.

who the hell is going to save
me? he

as the knife stopped spinning
the answer came:
you're going to have to
save yourself.

still smiling,
a: he lit a
b: he poured
c: gave the blade

-from The Last Night of the Earth Poems

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  • Poetry Hound (5/8/2005 6:24:00 AM) Post reply

    I kind of like this one. The blade represents danger and possibly suicide, but he is spinning it to supposedly find answers. It's not terribly witty but the end made me smile a little. At least it's not another drunken lashing out poem, which made him turn into a charicature of himself.

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