The people look like flowers at last: new poems
Synopsis: the gas line is leaking, the bird is gone from the cage, the skyline is dotted with vultures; Benny finally got off the stuff and Betty now has a job as a waitress; and the chimney sweep was quite delicate as he giggled up through the soot. I walked miles through the city and recognized no...
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Ecco Press [u.a.]
2007
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Zusammenfassung: | Synopsis: the gas line is leaking, the bird is gone from the cage, the skyline is dotted with vultures; Benny finally got off the stuff and Betty now has a job as a waitress; and the chimney sweep was quite delicate as he giggled up through the soot. I walked miles through the city and recognized nothing as a giant claw ate at my stomach while the inside of my head felt airy as if I was about to go mad. it's not so much that nothing means anything but more than it keeps meaning nothing, there's no release, just gurus and self-appointed gods and hucksters. the more people say, the less there is to say. even the best books are dry sawdust. -from "fingernails; nostrils; shoelaces". |
Beschreibung: | 299 S. Ill. |
ISBN: | 9780060577070 |
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spelling | Bukowski, Charles J. Verfasser aut The people look like flowers at last new poems Charles Bukowski. Ed. by John Martin 1. ed. New York Ecco Press [u.a.] 2007 299 S. Ill. txt rdacontent n rdamedia nc rdacarrier Synopsis: the gas line is leaking, the bird is gone from the cage, the skyline is dotted with vultures; Benny finally got off the stuff and Betty now has a job as a waitress; and the chimney sweep was quite delicate as he giggled up through the soot. I walked miles through the city and recognized nothing as a giant claw ate at my stomach while the inside of my head felt airy as if I was about to go mad. it's not so much that nothing means anything but more than it keeps meaning nothing, there's no release, just gurus and self-appointed gods and hucksters. the more people say, the less there is to say. even the best books are dry sawdust. -from "fingernails; nostrils; shoelaces". Geschichte 1900-2000 American poetry 20th century Martin, John Sonstige oth |
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