Here is Bukowski eating walnuts and scratching his back, rolling a cigarette while listening to Brahms, showering with Linda in the mid-afternoon.
Here is Bukowski knowing that the secret is beyond him, that people who never go crazy live truly horrible lives, that there’s a bluebird in his heart that wants to get out.
Here is Bukowski at his most hilarious and heart-breaking, his most raw and profound; here is Bukowski at his best.
Reviews of Essential Bukowski: Poetry
‘The best poet in America’ Jean Genet
‘He brought everybody down to earth, even the angels’ Leonard Cohen