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Abby Fantasy (10/24/2009 1:09:00 PM)
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La de da. Mr. Quilter's fetid classism is repulsive.
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Robert Quilter (9/26/2008 3:17:00 PM)
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i think we should be way beyond any arguement that C.Bukowski was a moderate poet.He represented 'marginal' people in the California he knew, and probably a large chunk of the rest of the states.'White trash' as they are sometimes catorgorised and glamorised now. This is stunning, for all the reasons posters have mentioned before and because it means something.It's a real issue for hundreds of thousands maybe millions of people
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Ian X (5/3/2008 1:01:00 AM)
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Buk's got more than 'some issues', its the life that molded the clay into a great artist.
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Angeline Andre (1/13/2008 9:27:00 AM)
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well i feel mad for this dude but its obvious he has some issues
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Michael Speakman (9/10/2007 6:06:00 AM)
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On first glance Bukowski is a puzzle.Try and write like him though.His economy is awesome.Little words with short sentences that paint the whole picture? Very difficult.Zicky.
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Brian Dorn (7/20/2006 4:43:00 PM)
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Interesting spin on the notion of nightly walks being good for the soul... the distant moon and stars contrasted with the hardness of the world in which we live.
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Sean O''Carroll (5/25/2006 6:39:00 PM)
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I'm very late here. Doesn't Roehl's copy have an uncanny resemblence to a Jim Morrison 'poem? ' No offense, just an observation.
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THE LAST REMNANT OF SANITY BIDS YOU ADIEU (5/12/2006 6:41:00 PM)
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Except for the obvious typos of the person who posted this, this is one of the most remarkable poemettes I've ever read....and silly kids...funny that you'd rewrite a greats' work - but isn't his own work precisely what has made him great? ? ?
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Solomon Brook (12/28/2005 1:56:00 PM)
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I'm late, here. But I wish to express my agreement with you Roehl about the structure of poems. I like the example you have there better than whats above. Good review.
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Nicholas Roehl (8/22/2005 6:49:00 PM)
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In my copy of 'The Days Run Away Like Wild Horses Over the Hills' from Black Sparrow Press (Twenty-Seventh printing) I have this poem as such:
and the moon and the stars and the world:
long walks at
night-
that's what's good
for the
soul:
peeking into windows
watching tired
housewives
trying to fight
off
their beer-maddened
husbands.
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Beyond my general pet peeve at erroneous capitalizations added to poems, I think that the differences between this version and the one appearing on the site (I don't know where it is from) are important. The shorter lines and no capitals help the reader understand the feel of the poem easier. This poem shows of much of what makes Bukowski great: there is his focus on small behaviours that point to tipping points, showing how small forgotten lives and emotions can easily get swallowed up by the looming maw of everything. In this poem, and the moon the stars and the world represents the void outside which is subtle and insidious yet still is the force that works (in another poem) as 'outside is the night sealing them together in the tomb'.
It is perfectly conceivable that there are two or more different versions of this poem in print but I think for the reasons briefly outlined above the sparser version from the days run away gets the meaning of the poem easier and more directly.
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