Come On In!: New Poems

Come On In!: New Poems

Charles Bukowski / Jul 15, 2019

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  • Title: Come On In!: New Poems
  • Author: Charles Bukowski
  • ISBN: 9780060577063
  • Page: 417
  • Format: Paperback
  • another comebackclimbing back up out of the ooze, out ofthe thick black tar,rising up again, a re amazed at your goodfortunemehow you ve had than your share of secondchances.hell, accept it.what you have, you walk and look in the bathroommirrorat an idiot s smile you know your luckme go down and never climb back upmething is being kanother comebackclimbing back up out of the ooze, out ofthe thick black tar,rising up again, a re amazed at your goodfortunemehow you ve had than your share of secondchances.hell, accept it.what you have, you walk and look in the bathroommirrorat an idiot s smile you know your luckme go down and never climb back upmething is being kind to turn from the mirror and walk into find a chair, sit down, light a cigarck from a thousand warsyou look out from an open door into the silentnight.Sibelius plays on the radiothing has been lost or blow smoke into the night,tug at your rightearby, right now, you ve got itall.

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      • Charles Bukowski

        Henry Charles Bukowski born as Heinrich Karl Bukowski was a German born American poet, novelist and short story writer His writing was influenced by the social, cultural and economic ambience of his home city of Los Angeles.It is marked by an emphasis on the ordinary lives of poor Americans, the act of writing, alcohol, relationships with women and the drudgery of work Bukowski wrote thousands of poems, hundreds of short stories and six novels, eventually publishing over sixty booksCharles Bukowski was the only child of an American soldier and a German mother At the age of three, he came with his family to the United States and grew up in Los Angeles He attended Los Angeles City College from 1939 to 1941, then left school and moved to New York City to become a writer His lack of publishing success at this time caused him to give up writing in 1946 and spurred a ten year stint of heavy drinking After he developed a bleeding ulcer, he decided to take up writing again He worked a wide range of jobs to support his writing, including dishwasher, truck driver and loader, mail carrier, guard, gas station attendant, stock boy, warehouse worker, shipping clerk, post office clerk, parking lot attendant, Red Cross orderly, and elevator operator He also worked in a dog biscuit factory, a slaughterhouse, a cake and cookie factory, and he hung posters in New York City subways.Bukowski published his first story when he was twenty four and began writing poetry at the age of thirty five His first book of poetry was published in 1959 he went on to publish than forty five books of poetry and prose, including Pulp 1994 , Screams from the Balcony 1993 , and The Last Night of the Earth Poems 1992.He died of leukemia in San Pedro on March 9, 1994.


    1. Favourite poetry book by Bukowski; interestingly enough, the one he wanted to be published right after his death. I remember a lot of poems I liked, being the best ones the one about the amazing Chinese poet Li Bai and the very last one of the book, but the general vibe of the book was great all along, greater than with any other of his books of poems. Some needles in a hay, my personal experience with Bukowski's poetry —predictable outcome, since good old Hank used to write ~10 poems a day, w [...]

    2. Opening thoughts concerning this collection:I wonder what this unpublished archive Bukowski left behind looks like. Do you suppose there was a filing system, or a cache? Or was everything scattered about on the floor, beer and wine stains and cigarette ash obscuring words, a few pages stuck in cracks of his desk, maybe a lingering poem up on a blade of the rickety ceiling fan (which was still softly rotating)? These are ‘new poems’, but everything is new when it is first written. I don’t k [...]

    3. Someone told me once that all modern poetry was a rip off of Bukowski. What he meant was the short line style that Buk uses, but I was unaware that while at the time I was writing in a similar short line style, who Buk was. I was handed this book upon leaving a writers retreat in Missouri, and enjoyed a lot of it in the airport, but concluded finally that Buk was basically a gambler, a drunk, and had never been pleased by a woman. Though Buk does have some bitterly funny lines, I wouldn't chalk [...]

    4. The book included so many poems about death, especially in the last part, maybe because it contained the last poems of Hank.He really nailed it in so many poem, and opened up more often about himself. I could understand why he kept on calling himself 'The Kid', it's obvious that he's always been childish and tenacious.I liked most of the poems in this book, and if you're interested in his poetry, you must read these three:- Something Cares.- This is where they come from what's left of your soul. [...]

    5. i was really hesitant to read this since i had tried his novels a few times and quickly gave up. i enjoyed most of this poetry book though, different from the feminist fiction that i had been emerged for the latter half of 2014, there is something that does feel very meaningful and poignant in these poems. even if you can't find the meaningful parts, or find it the opposite, then a lot of it quick, witty and sharply written

    6. '' Our educational system tells us that we can all be big ass winners''. - The Crunch, Charles Bukowski. You'll either love Bukowski or you'll deeply despise him. Book is littered with index markers. Would describe his poetry as - unconventional, truthful, provocative , funny. Also recommend watching Barfly to understand Bukowski.

    7. Well I fuckin wept through the last two pages. Haven't cried from a book since The Man Who Loved Clowns, 15 years ago. Sad to see it go, grateful that it happened. The man lived it and shared it til the end, and it sings and stings.

    8. I read some of this and really liked it. I need to read more. His poetry never fails to point out some normal everyday truth that needed to be pointed out.

    9. Bukowski Reflective"Welcome to my wormy hell," Charles Bukowski (1920 --1994) invites the reader at the outset of this collection of posthumously published poetry. Bukowski, a writer who became famous for his novels, stories, and poems depicting the raw, down-and-out life left a great deal of unpublished work at his death, and it has continued to appear in several volumes."Come on In!" is a mixed collection which includes some good poems. Bukowski explores themes that will be familiar to readers [...]

    10. POETA, POR ENCIMA DE TODOQuien pueda sorprenderse de esto, es porque no ha profundizado lo suficiente en la obra de Charles Bukowski: Bukowski es, fundamentalmente, por encima de todo, un prodigioso poeta. Cierto es que, como narrador, atesora una novela capital, Cartero, y otras notables como Factotum y Mujeres; que La senda del perdedor es una obra de aquel “otro Bukowski” que podría haber sido, más reposado, académico, con gusto por las descripciones y por el narrar correcto. Después, [...]

    11. This book is one of several collections that Charles Bukowski prepared to be published after his death, and so if you’ve read any of his work before then you’ll know roughly what to expect. But what’s interesting is that the work here is more introspective than usual, and it gives you an insight into a different side of him as he came to terms with old age and mortality.Of course, there’s plenty of Bukowski’s wisdom along the way, and the whole book is eminently quotable. It even ends [...]

    12. Reminiscencia. De eso se trata. Esta colección publicada por orden de él, después de su muerte, se trata más que todo de la exposición de su vida; de semblante anectódico, Charles proporciona consejos sobre la imortalidad, poesía, y vida a los futuros lectores de su obra.Para mí, es uno de esos libros que tiene menos violencia, menor explicitez, pero tiene un fin determinado: aquel de poder servir de consejero para las generaciones venideras. Hay bastantes párrafos que puedes hallar y v [...]

    13. Sometimes the poemsget too similarbut the honestyis always thereand they're alwayseasy to readso as Bukowski sayscause they're not hardto understandthey're probably not goodin the strict uptight versionof what's good poetrywhen really if we're being honestis pretty bad poetry because most people come to poetryif they come at allfor the honestyand the humorand a certain type of give no fucksalmost oddly zen reflection on lifeand confirmationthat we share the same miseries and desires for the most [...]

    14. I don't think I'll ever love another human being as much as I love Charles Bukowski.a genius, funny, real, and a one of a kind man."cry not for meieve not for meadwhat I've writtenthenforget itall.drink from the wellof your selfand beginagain."

    15. Charles Bukowski, Come on In!: New Poems (Ecco, 2006)The more of Buk's posthumous poetry I read, the more I wonder why anyone buys it. I've long held the hypothesis that he published the best bits while he was still alive (and really, let's face it, Bukowski's pinnacle as a poet came during the sixties and early seventies, after which he spent more time working on, and improving, his prose style), and what was left over was meant solely as a moneymaking scheme; he did, after all, realize that he [...]

    16. This was so real and honest. Instead of doing a real review, I just want to share some of my favorite quotes and poems."We are all blessed in this life, looking around in trying to fit our selves into the puzzle, it takes time, a lifetime, many lifetimes, but we have to keep trying and that takes guts.”“The centuries are sprinkled with rare magic, with divine creatures who help us get past the common and extraordinary ills that beset us.”“reinvent your life because you must; it is your l [...]

    17. I read this entire book in one sitting (which isnt that remarkable considering its a book of poetry). Bukowski goes from a hilarious rant about early morning phone calls to dark, visceral descriptions of drunken self-loathing and depression. What I particularly like about Bukowski is his ablilty to give a voice to that mean, bitter, snarky little bastard that lives inside your head (OK, maybe he just lives in my head). The bitterness is just enough to make you pucker and recoil but he somehow av [...]

    18. One of the five volumes of posthumous "new poems" published by Ecco. As with much of his work published in his lifetime, calling a lot of these pieces poems is laughable. The vast majority are prose pieces chopped up with line breaks. Not that that matters with the best of them. Bukowski had a natural storytelling gift and inserting linebreaks and calling them poems doesn't change that. Maybe if he were alive and writing now he'd dispense with the linebreaks and be our most prolific flash fictio [...]

    19. It was my first Bukowksi poetry book I've read although I had read a few of his poems before. I think it's the last one he wrote before his death, but I could be wrong. To be honest, I'm not fully sure what I thought of it - I love his style of writing, it's so effortless and disarrayed like thoughts are, yet I wasn't fully satisfied. I felt like there should've been more in some poems (I can't fully explain what I mean by "more," but it's similar to when you have a lot of milk but little cereal [...]

    20. I read Bukowski and Carver all the time. I finish carver and have more bukowski to go. I like him, always. I listen to him and let him read to me. I also read him aloud and get the twists. I like it all. I don't just like early ones and late ones but I don't care too much for his short stories, and especially not his novels. He's a poet to me. Unless someone has a short story to recommend, I've put them down. don't touch them. I'm reading this one now. Brough it with me all the way to cairo in a [...]

    21. I basically rate poetry according to two criteria - first, whether it displays technical skill or a demonstrably impressive use of the language, and second, whether it evokes emotions or resonates with me somehow. I'm afraid that perhaps Mr. Bukowski simply isn't for me. I admire him, certainly, for his two-fisted subject matter, and there are flashes of poetry that work for me, but they are few and far between. This collection, compiled after his death from notes, feels extremely defensive and [...]

    22. "We can only blame ourselves so come sit with me in the dark. It's half-past nowhere everywhere.""The oldest notion still in vogue is that if you can't understand a poem then it almost certainly is a good one.""& of this i am sure.""Writing is done one person at a time, one place at a time.""There's no hell like your own hell and there's nobody else ever to share it with you." This is where they come for what's left of your soul: "You will not escape my iron grip and I will escape yours." My [...]

    23. Ideal para leer cuando uno quiere no creer en el amorO curarse del amor (si es que existe cura -o amor-)Antidoto contra el amorEso es lo que es. O contra la fe en la especie humanaContra la literatura elitistaGrito irreverente contra cualquiera que piense que la poesia tiene que ser complicadaHumor acido, salvajeUna mirada critica al ordenElogio del caosDe la soledadDel sexo y del alcoholSe lee como quien escucha una cancion(dura, corta, simple, acida)No se respetan las metricasNo se respetan la [...]

    24. Another bukowski book of poetry down & I just cannot tell you how much I love this mans words. This is his later poetry and a lot of it is reflective, on life, mistakes, regrets, and many a thought on death. Because Bukowski was so very aware of his life coming to an end it hits you even harder as a reason and I find myself closing this book with eyes pricked by tears, knowing that he is gone and will no longer fill my life with wonderful, sad and funny words. I find myself childishly wishin [...]

    25. I think I've written this before, in earlier reviews of Bukowski, but the man was hardly a poet. He seems to have written this stuff, drunk one night and unable to sleep, to clear thoughts out of his head, pass it off as poetry, in order to collect a check. There is very little actual artistic merit in his poetry, and they often sound the same. In spite of this, he is wildly entertaining, and I can't seem to stop reading him. This collection is a bit longer for him, so I put it away for long str [...]

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