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Charlie B: a badass poet and honest man, lived in a shack, a free man struggling with the blessings and bondage of a free-thinking mind.

Let words be our salve and our salvation. Send poems to prisoners, maybe friends you have not met or family living under the bridges you may have burned.

Poetry is love, right after homemade pie. Bake! Wake! Write!

Lovely powerful post. Get to it, wordcrafters. The world need us more than ever.

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We are in a new year, today. Start fresh.

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It is always the tenderness and intellect that reminds me why Charles B is such a major force. It's one thing to be a horse-playing drunk and bar fight loser, but do it all while listening to Mahler and reading Dostoyevsky-- that's something else. The word should be onion rings. Come on!

He's got his own, beautiful, grimy, 80 proof, 9 to 5 shot corner of the cannon and he earned it! And love that picture!

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Perfect poem for this time of the year. Thank you for giving Bukowski the spotlight today.

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...feel so conflicted every time I vibe with the words of a Bukowski poem...thank you...it's good to feel conflicted...

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Many of us live in our own jails some invented, some imposed…

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Yes, yes. And, some under perpetual construction.

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Outstanding

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Outstanding! Hail Bukowski! 🎅

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So good 🙏🏼

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"but literature, you know, is difficult for the

average man to assimilate (and for the unaverage man too);"

God damn right Charles! Its Joe Strummers birthday today, working mans hero.

Having a glass of wine right now late December, not much sunlight off for the holidays!

Love it

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Half if my words ran away when I posted the comment- let’s try this again!

I am a new Outlaw - I have read work by two writers - if the rest are this good I will never leave!

What a wonderful story which takes the reader from his desk to be read to or by someone in prison. Who is he/she? The writer must have some kind of connection- so many years must have been bad. Yet the writer still calls or visits.

This is Such a good story which makes me want to read more. Thanks Mr. Bumowski! - great story BRAVO!!!!!

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He was truly one of the seers.

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Yessir!

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I liked this one, spoke about life! Life is about reading more literature like poetry as this poet that teaches us how to hear from the inner ear. Keep reading and listening... one day you’ll be able to hear!!! Best to all who have read this thread!!!

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My sentiments exactly. Writing poetry the way I like to read it. If you're bored with your writing, your reader will be too. WHAM! The essence. Thank you.

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Bukowski. Thank you. I read him first rime in the 80's. In Eugene coffeehouses n bars, talking excitedly about him with young fellow writers, all of us knocked out by his anti-academic poetry. They need to post his words everywhere people can see em, an escape from the drone government/school /system.

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Great pic beautiful write 🙏🏼

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oh Bukowski! thank you

and thank you Erik, for offering this

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