Burning in Water, Drowning in Flame is poetry full of gambling, drinking and women. Charles Bukowski writes realistically about the seedy underbelly of life.
Review
2 P.m.beer A 340 Dollar Horse And A Hundred Dollar Whore 7th Race When The Angels Swung Low And Burned The 8 Count Beans With Garlic Beerbottle The Bird The Body Burn And Burn And Burn Burned The Catch Charisme Charles Children In The Sky Class Crucifix In A Deathhand The Curtains Are Waving And People Walk Through ... The Day It Rained At The Los Angeles County Museum Death Of An Idiot Deathbed Blues The Difference Between A Bad Poet And A Good One Is Luck Dogfight Don't Come Round But If You Do... Dreamlessly Eddie And Eve Father, Who Art In Heaven The Fisherman The Flower Lover For Marilyn M. For The Mercy-mongers Fuzz The Girls Grass He Even Looked Like A Nice Guy Hell Hath No Fury Hey Dolly Hooray Say The Roses Hot The House I Am Dead But I Know The Dead Are Not Like This I Can't Stay In The Same Room With That Woman For Five Minutes I Met A Genius I Wanted To Overthrow The Government ... I Was Glad The Intellectual John Dillinger And Le Chasseur Maudit K.o. Lack Of Almost Everything Laugh Literary Letter From Too Far Letters The Life Of Borodin Like A Violet In The Snow Like All The Years Wasted Lilies In My Brain A Literary Romance A Little Sleep And Peace Of Stillness Living Looking For A Job Lost Love & Fame & Death Love (2) Machineguns Towers & Timeclocks Mama Man In The Sun My Father My Friend, Andre Nerves A Nice Day No Charge No Lady Godiva No. 6 A Note On Rejection Slips Note To A Lady Who Expected Rupert Brooke Now (3) Old Poet On Going Out To Get The Mail On The Circuit Out Of The Arms... Palm Leaves A Pleasant Afternoon In Bed A Poorly Night Poverty The Priest And The Matador Pull A String, A Puppet Moves... The Race The Rent's Too High Save The Pier Shot Of Red-eye Side Of The Sun The Singular Self Some People Something For The Touts The Nuns The Grocery Clerks And You The Sound Of Human Lives Startled Into Life Like Fire The State Of World Affairs From A 3rd Floor Window Stew Straight On Through The Sunday Artist Sunday Before Noon Sway With Me The Talkers They All Of Them Know The Tigress To Kiss The Worms Goodnight To The Whore Who Took My Poems Tonalities Tougher Than Corned Beef Hash -- Traffic Ticket The Tragedy Of The Leaves The Trash Men Trouble With Spain True Story Tv The Twins Vegas View From The Screen Voices Warm Asses Wax Job The Way We, The Artists The Weather Is Hot On The Back Of My Watch Wet Night What's The Use Of A Title? Woman The Workers X-pug Yes Yes Zoo -- Table of Poems from Poem FinderĀ®
About the Author
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 Andernach, Germany, and raised in Los Angeles, where he lived for fifty years. He published his first story in 1944, when he was twenty-four, and began writing poetry at the age of thirty-five. 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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Burning in Water, Drowning in Flame is poetry full of gambling, drinking and women. Charles Bukowski writes realistically about the seedy underbelly of life.
Review
2 P.m.beer
A 340 Dollar Horse And A Hundred Dollar Whore
7th Race When The Angels Swung Low And Burned
The 8 Count
Beans With Garlic
Beerbottle
The Bird
The Body
Burn And Burn And Burn
Burned
The Catch
Charisme
Charles
Children In The Sky
Class
Crucifix In A Deathhand
The Curtains Are Waving And People Walk Through ...
The Day It Rained At The Los Angeles County Museum
Death Of An Idiot
Deathbed Blues
The Difference Between A Bad Poet And A Good One Is Luck
Dogfight
Don't Come Round But If You Do...
Dreamlessly
Eddie And Eve
Father, Who Art In Heaven
The Fisherman
The Flower Lover
For Marilyn M.
For The Mercy-mongers
Fuzz
The Girls
Grass
He Even Looked Like A Nice Guy
Hell Hath No Fury
Hey Dolly
Hooray Say The Roses
Hot
The House
I Am Dead But I Know The Dead Are Not Like This
I Can't Stay In The Same Room With That Woman For Five Minutes
I Met A Genius
I Wanted To Overthrow The Government ...
I Was Glad
The Intellectual
John Dillinger And Le Chasseur Maudit
K.o.
Lack Of Almost Everything
Laugh Literary
Letter From Too Far
Letters
The Life Of Borodin
Like A Violet In The Snow
Like All The Years Wasted
Lilies In My Brain
A Literary Romance
A Little Sleep And Peace Of Stillness
Living
Looking For A Job
Lost
Love & Fame & Death
Love (2)
Machineguns Towers & Timeclocks
Mama
Man In The Sun
My Father
My Friend, Andre
Nerves
A Nice Day
No Charge
No Lady Godiva
No. 6
A Note On Rejection Slips
Note To A Lady Who Expected Rupert Brooke
Now (3)
Old Poet
On Going Out To Get The Mail
On The Circuit
Out Of The Arms...
Palm Leaves
A Pleasant Afternoon In Bed
A Poorly Night
Poverty
The Priest And The Matador
Pull A String, A Puppet Moves...
The Race
The Rent's Too High
Save The Pier
Shot Of Red-eye
Side Of The Sun
The Singular Self
Some People
Something For The Touts The Nuns The Grocery Clerks And You
The Sound Of Human Lives
Startled Into Life Like Fire
The State Of World Affairs From A 3rd Floor Window
Stew
Straight On Through
The Sunday Artist
Sunday Before Noon
Sway With Me
The Talkers
They All Of Them Know
The Tigress
To Kiss The Worms Goodnight
To The Whore Who Took My Poems
Tonalities
Tougher Than Corned Beef Hash --
Traffic Ticket
The Tragedy Of The Leaves
The Trash Men
Trouble With Spain
True Story
Tv
The Twins
Vegas
View From The Screen
Voices
Warm Asses
Wax Job
The Way
We, The Artists
The Weather Is Hot On The Back Of My Watch
Wet Night
What's The Use Of A Title?
Woman
The Workers
X-pug
Yes Yes
Zoo
-- Table of Poems from Poem FinderĀ®
About the Author
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 Andernach, Germany, and raised in Los Angeles, where he lived for fifty years. He published his first story in 1944, when he was twenty-four, and began writing poetry at the age of thirty-five. He died in San Pedro, California, on March 9, 1994, at the age of seventy-three, shortly after completing his last novel, Pulp.