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Bukowski is old. He is pretty rich. He lives in a house with a pool and a jacuzzi. He goes to the races every day. In the evenings, he writes on his computer which he loves. The man who used to vomit and go to sleep on the roads likes playing computer games on the machine.

But he has not lost any of his fire. He comes up with profound (and dare I say, inspirational) writing like this at the age of 70:

“Theres nothing to mourn about death any more than there is to mourn about the growing of a flower. What is terrible is not death but the lives people live or dont live up until their death. They dont honor their own lives, they piss on their lives. They shit them away. Dumb fuckers. They concentrate too much on fucking, movies, money, family, fucking. Their minds are full of cotton. They swallow God without thinking, they swallow country without thinking. Soon they forget how to think, they let others think for them. Their brains are stuffed with cotton. They look ugly, they talk ugly, they walk ugly. Play them the great music of the centuries and they cant hear it. Most peoples deaths are a sham. Theres nothing left to die.”

Writing like that simply hits you in the gut.

He throws a few jabs at Norman Mailer. How many times has Bukowski had a go at Mailer? I think in nearly every single book of his. I have lost count now. He also has a go at writers who did not rough it out like he did.

He writes a lot about death. He really liked his computer which he felt was better than the typewriter. There is a lot about his days at the races. The book is around 150 pages of Bukowskis daily life as an old man. Some good days. Some bad days. It has illustrations by Robert Crumb. Bukowski and Crumb - a match made in heaven. I recommend it.

مشاهده لینک اصلی
Charles Bukowski The Captain Is out to lunch and the Sailors Have taken over
the Ship
With illustrations by Robert Crumb.

Well a cool title and a cool book of Charles
Bukowskis journals in the last couple of years
of his life, with great pictures by Robert crumb.
this was written at the same time as he was
writing Pulp.
It is great to read Charley coming to terms with
the computer age in his 70s and his frustration
when it crashes and he loses a load of work. As
well as plenty of time killed at the track and
going to Rock concerts as guest of honour,
drinking and having fun, and the joy of still
writing and producing stuff. Really easy to read
and cool to look at too. Pretty much like reading
the posts in the kitchen, but all from Bukowski,
so it seems there is plenty more to come out yet
since his sad demise.

مشاهده لینک اصلی
An easily digestible Bukowski, in the form of a journal written towards the later stages of his career.

You can tell the man has mellowed greatly, focusing most of his energies on the racetrack, writing with classical music in the background, and chilling with his wife and his 9 cats. As if Bukowski couldnt go higher in my estimation, he constantly professes his admiration for these enigmatic, zen creatures. Like a cat, Bukowskis writing tempers a predatorial ferocity with poetic grace.

What isnt missing is his rawness, and his ability to let us know - with a dash of wry humour - how little he thinks of the rest of humanity. He doesnt so much write as pour his soul, blood and guts out on the page. As he was in his early 70s when he wrote this, much of this is tinged with melancholy and a resignation towards life and mortality.

مشاهده لینک اصلی
This was one of the first posthumously published Bukowski books, illustrated by cartoonist R. Crumb, a selection of his journals just before he died. Ive seen some of this writing in @[email protected] and Im pretty sure some of it rendered as poetry elsewhere too, but these are the original journal entries and have a good, sharp feel. I bought a copy of this book years ago before I was really sold on Bukowski and ended up selling it off. Got this used the other day and I have a feeling its the same copy. Wait a minute--no--this ones published by ecco, mine was Black Sparrow.

مشاهده لینک اصلی
I read this book many years ago, thinking it was a book of Bukowskis poetry when I plucked it from the library shelf. It is actually passages from Bukowskis diary written in the last days of his life.

I actually liked Bukowski more after reading these pages. He seemed to have mellowed with age, to have turned into a not so bad old guy.

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