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Stephen Roxborough
Stephen Roxborough
(June 4,1953 / Albany, New York)
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Stephen Roxborough (aka roxword and Rox.) was born in New York to a Canadian father and American mother. He was raised in the Midwest, and grew up in Vancouver, B.C. He won Canadian and British swimming titles and represented Canada on the national team. He graduated from the University of Wisconsin, Madison, washed dishes with aliens in Las Vegas, and rode his ten-speed from Cape Spear to ... more »
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Stephen Roxborough Poems
Accordingly
someday everyone will be wise in the future
everyone will be sensible and forward thinking
wear sensible shoes and act accordingly in the future
wise action according to everyone will be the act... more »
Virginia Woolf In Hollywood
an article in a prestigious journal
claimed she won the Oscar because
they made her act with a rubber nose
the nose transformed her... more »
Father Goosed
she doesn't see the kids i see
she thinks her stuff is all about me
she's given up on intimacy
it's simple my wife hates me... more »
Secret Religion
she wants me to be her private
jesus she wants me to grow
a scraggly beard
and speak in parables she wants... more »
Wife Of Prometheus
she was a heavy writer
everyone of significance agreed
even weighty critics raved on... more »
Why Bukowski Inspires
why Charles Bukowski inspires flabby old white
guys to remain true to cheap booze, endurance
and unadulterated sexual poetics:... more »
Bukowski In High School
donated his mind and body to science
experimented with sweet cheap wine that
coated his stomach in wrong cough syrup... more »
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Why Bukowski Inspires
why Charles Bukowski inspires flabby old white
guys to remain true to cheap booze, endurance
and unadulterated sexual poetics:
i was gonna write a long winded 10 page scholarly
essay on the zen of imbalance but then i drank
too much beer and came to my senses
because Bukowski told us to forget about fame
and reputation and snooty literary tomes
too pretentious to open or puke on
Buk encouraged us to love ourselves first
then love women all kinds of women in all kinds
of loving lusty immortal impermanent ways
celebrate the seedy!...
Enjoyable and witty, hope to read much more