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The Last Night of the Earth Poems [Format Kindle]

Charles Bukowski
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Poems deal with writing, death and immortality, literature, city life, illness, war, and the past.

Biographie de l'auteur

Charles Bukowski is one of America's best-known contemporary writers of poetry and prose and, many would claim, its most influential and imitated poet. He was born in 1920 in Andernach, Germany, to an American soldier father and a German mother, and brought to the United States at the age of two. He was raised in Los Angeles and lived there for over fifty years. He died in San Pedro, California on March 9, 1994, at the age of seventy-three, shortly after completing his last novel, Pulp.

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  • Format : Format Kindle
  • Taille du fichier : 794 KB
  • Nombre de pages de l'édition imprimée : 410 pages
  • Editeur : HarperCollins e-books (17 mars 2009)
  • Vendu par : Amazon Media EU S.à r.l.
  • Langue : Anglais
  • ASIN: B000V5077A
  • Synthèse vocale : Activée
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  • Composition améliorée: Activé
  • Moyenne des commentaires client : 4.0 étoiles sur 5  Voir tous les commentaires (1 commentaire client)
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4.0 étoiles sur 5 There's a blue bird 22 septembre 2012
Par Moon04
Format:Broché|Achat vérifié
Allez savoir pourquoi mais j'ai découvert un poème au détour de mes pérégrinations sur internet : The Blue Bird. Ce poème et la vidéo faite par des étudiants en art qui l'illustre m'ont profondément émus. J'ai pu ainsi lire d'autres poèmes plus ou moins touchants.
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 This Book Will Change Your Life 7 août 2000
Par Joe Deveny - Publié sur Amazon.com
This book is Bukowski at his brilliant best, talking straight from experience about the life of a bum alcoholic poet.
When I first read this book, I was eleven years old and had never heard of Bukowski or read anything of this sort, or any poetry. It was like the book cast a spell on me. I could not stop reading. I remember staying up all hours of the night, reading this book with a flashlight, frantically turning the pages, hoping it would go on forever. It spoke to me on an intimate lever that no school-assigned swill ever had. I grabbed me by my soul and dragged me down into a beautiful abbyss which I have not left to this day.
After reading this book, you will never be the same again.
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 Last Will & Testament 12 février 2002
Par Mark Begley - Publié sur Amazon.com
The title says it all really; these were Buk's last earth poems (I know tons of his books have been released posthumously), and some of his best writing ever. A true masterpiece, at times surprisingly tender, with Buk at his topmost. One of my favorites (and I've read them all) and a great place for those new to Buk to start.
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 A Schopenhauer gone to seed.... 26 mai 2002
Par OAKSHAMAN - Publié sur Amazon.com
Back in my 20's and 30's during my "dark night of the soul" Bukowski was about the only author and poet that I could still read. I think that this was because he was the only writer that I could identify with. We had too much in common: we had read the same books, worked the same crummy jobs, patronized the same sort of bars, and above all, suffered the same kind of fools. So I knew that he was for real.

After I had reached bottom, been dismembered by demons, and yet strangely could not die, I still read Bukowski. I knew that in order to be reborn, you first have to suffer hell and die. Bukowski had been there, had done that. I knew the validity of his path. I had done it.

Bukowski was an anachronism- a literate, and published, working man. That is something that has been almost obliterated in American "culture." Maybe it had something to do with his German roots. I always think of him as a Schopenhauer gone to seed.

I think I know why Bukowski got so little respect from literary types and contemporary poets. You see Hank was a MAN and an ADULT, and your literary types have a basic problem with both manhood and adulthood....
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4.0 étoiles sur 5 Read them out loud 31 août 2004
Par J. Bosiljevac - Publié sur Amazon.com
This was the first Bukowski I've read. The poems are less poetry-like and more short stories in columns. They've got a great rhythm. They're better when you read them out loud, which works better when you live alone. What amazes me is that this book is 405 pages long, and it's one of forty-five books by Bukowski, mostly books of poetry. That's pretty prolific. This one was published in 1992. There's a lot of poems about being old and getting ready to die. And a lot about drinking.
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 Death is smoking my cigars... 4 février 2005
Par Jack Dempsey - Publié sur Amazon.com

The piano has been drinking

My necktie's asleep

The combo went back to New York, and left me all alone

The jukebox has to take a leak

Have you noticed that the carpet needs a haircut?

And the spotlight looks just like a prison break

And the telephone's out of cigarettes

As usual the balcony's on the make

And the piano has been drinking, heavily

The piano has been drinking

And he's on the hard stuff tonight

The piano has been drinking

And you can't find your waitress

Even with the Geiger counter

And I guarantee you that she will hate you

From the bottom of her glass

And all of your friends remind you

That you just can't get served without her

The piano has been drinking

The piano has been drinking

And the lightman's blind in one eye

And he can't see out of the other

And the piano-tuner's got a hearing aid

And he showed up with his mother

And the piano has been drinking

Without fear of contradiction I say

The piano has been drinking

Our Father who art in ?

Hallowed by thy glass

Thy kindom come, thy will be done

On Earth as it is in the lounges

Give us this day our daily splash

Forgive us our hangovers

As we forgive all those who continue to hangover against us

And lead us not into temptation

But deliver from evil and someone you must all ride home

Because the piano has been drinking

And he's your friend not mine

Because the piano has been drinking

And he's not my responsibility

The bouncer is this Sumo wrestler

Kinda cream puff casper milk toast

And the owner is just a mental midget

With the I.Q. of a fencepost

I'm going down, hang onto me, I'm going down

Watch me skate across an acre of linoleum

I know I can do it, I'm in total control

And the piano has been drinking

And he's embarassing me

The piano has been drinking, he raided his mini bar

The piano has been drinking

And the bar stools are all on fire

And all the newspapers were just fooling

And the ash-trays have retired

And I've got a feeling that the piano has been drinking

It's just a hunch

The piano has been drinking and he's going to lose his lunch

And the piano has been drinking

Not me, not me, The piano has been drinking not me

Enjoy this book kiddies. Buk can do no wrong, he never did. Turn on only one lamp, with no shade (as if there ever was one), open up a bottle of Ol' Red Eye, throw the cap away, put on some T.Waits, and cherish the fact that you and your misery are not as alone as you thought.
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