I can almost imagine him writing in the last part of the poem about him walking on the floor with his feet bleeding because he accidentally walked through shards of broken glass from the empty bottles of beer that he failed to throw in the trash can…(as he narrated more than once in his stories) But then again, that’s life irrespective of all the complaining that we might have… CB will always be among my favourite writers!
A poetic utopian saga of everything that exists, for it exists and remains.. A dance poem of how dancing led to a united aura of world release while the brave attained enlightenment.
A poetic utopian saga of everything that exists, for it exists and remains.. A dance poem of how dancing led to a united aura of world release while the brave attained enlightenment.
“what matters most is
how well you
walk through the
fire.” I have used this quote for loved ones going though something difficult.
Yes.
I can almost imagine him writing in the last part of the poem about him walking on the floor with his feet bleeding because he accidentally walked through shards of broken glass from the empty bottles of beer that he failed to throw in the trash can…(as he narrated more than once in his stories) But then again, that’s life irrespective of all the complaining that we might have… CB will always be among my favourite writers!
Pure Bukowski. The essence of him.
I suppose that my stay in a burn unit at 16 helped me develop this same ability.
In my "old age" it manifests itself as verse.
https://open.substack.com/pub/thearchersmarch/p/contentment-is-a-choice?utm_source=direct&r=1pjo7v&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web
Lovely sonnet. Yes, contentment with what is, or in spite of it, is a choice. One we too often don't make. Sadly.
I totally get what he means. For me it’s the fleeting joy of novelty plugging gaps.
https://kallolpoetry.substack.com/p/the-feet-lift-themselves-and-the?sd=pf
A poetic utopian saga of everything that exists, for it exists and remains.. A dance poem of how dancing led to a united aura of world release while the brave attained enlightenment.
Especially the fire lit by ourselves?
Bukowski is fun.
Charles you write, expose, and live the yoga sutras.
Hadn't read this one in a long time. I am seeing it all through more experienced eyes.
Yes, that inner balance, no matter what else is going on around you, it keeps you on keel.
https://kallolpoetry.substack.com/p/the-feet-lift-themselves-and-the?sd=pf
A poetic utopian saga of everything that exists, for it exists and remains.. A dance poem of how dancing led to a united aura of world release while the brave attained enlightenment.
What's great is we know that this is 70% true and 30% his wry humour
Indeed 👏🏽✨️
👏👏👏👏👏
love Chuck.
Yes!
Hunter Thompson wrote similarly:
"When the going gets weird
The Weird go Pro"