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Charles Bukowski

I said goodbye again sucking up all that was left of her into the     little that was left of me. I said, don’t look for me again. fuck it. we are all lost. goodbye, goodbye. — Charles Bukowski, from “Rimbaud be damned,” The People Look Like Flowers at Last. (Ecco; First Edition edition March… Continue reading Charles Bukowski

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James Joyce

He remembered the books of poetry upon his shelves at home.  He had bought them in his bachelor days and many an evening as he sat in the little room off the hall, he had been tempted to take one down from the bookshelf and read out something to his wife.  But shyness had always… Continue reading James Joyce

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Jack Gilbert

Suddenly this defeat. This rain. The blues gone gray And the browns gone gray And yellow A terrible amber. In the cold streets Your warm body. In whatever room Your warm body. Among all the people Your absence The people who are always Not you. I have been easy with trees Too long. Too familiar… Continue reading Jack Gilbert

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