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so you want to be a writer?

if it doesn’t come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don’t do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don’t do it. if you have to sit for hours staring at your computer screen or hunched over your typewriter…

4 tygodnie temu

@charles-bukowski

oh yes

there are worse things than being alone but it often takes decades to realize this and most often when you do it’s too late and there’s nothing worse than too late.

4 tygodnie temu

@charles-bukowski

in this cage some songs are born

I write poetry, worry, smile, laugh sleep continue for a while just like most of us just like all of us; sometimes I want to hug all Mankind on earth and say, god damn all this that they’ve brought down upon us, we are brave and good even though we are selfish…

4 tygodnie temu

@charles-bukowski

Pociągnij za sznurek, a poruszy się kukiełka

każdy facet musi zdać sobie sprawę że to wszystko może zniknąć w jednej chwili: kot, kobieta, praca przednia opona, łóżko, ściany, pokój; wszystkie rzeczy najpotrzebniejsze do życia, łącznie z miłością spoczywają na fundamentach z piasku - i pojedyncze zdarzenie,…

4 tygodnie temu

@charles-bukowski

Carson McCullers

she died of alcoholism wrapped in a blanket on a deck chair on an ocean steamer. all her books of terrified loneliness all her books about the cruelty of loveless love were all that was left of her as the strolling vacationer discovered her body notified the captain…

4 tygodnie temu

@charles-bukowski

Bluebird

there’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I’m too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I’m not going to let anybody see you. there’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I pour whiskey on him and inhale cigarette smoke…

4 tygodnie temu

@charles-bukowski

The Laughing Heart

your life is your life don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission. be on the watch. there are ways out. there is a light somewhere. it may not be much light but it beats the darkness. be on the watch. the gods will offer you chances. know them. take them.…

4 tygodnie temu

@charles-bukowski

White Dog

I went for a walk on Hollywood Boulevard. I looked down and there was a large white dog walking beside me. his pace was exactly the same as mine, we stopped at traffic signals together. a woman smiled at us. he must have walked 8 blocks with me.…

4 tygodnie temu

@charles-bukowski

Kres nocy...

I pomyśleć, że kiedy odejdę będzie więcej dni dla innych, innych dni innych nocy psy będą spacerować, a drzewa kołysać się na wietrze zostawię po sobie niewiele coś do czytania, może dziką cebulę na rozkopanej drodze Paryż w ciemnościach

4 tygodnie temu

@charles-bukowski

Melancholia

the history of melancholia includes all of us. me, I writhe in dirty sheets while staring at blue walls and nothing. I have gotten so used to melancholia that I greet it like an old friend. I will now do 15 minutes of grieving for the lost redhead, I tell the gods.…

4 tygodnie temu

@charles-bukowski

Miracle

I have just listened to this symphony which Mozart dashed off in one day and it had enough wild and crazy joy to last forever, whatever forever is Mozart came as close as possible to that.

4 tygodnie temu

@charles-bukowski

How Is Your Heart?

during my worst times on the park benches in the jails or living with whores I always had this certain contentment— I wouldn’t call it happiness— it was more of an inner balance that settled for whatever was occuring and it helped in the factories and when relationships…

4 tygodnie temu

@charles-bukowski