Research Catalog

Title

You get so alone at times that it just makes sense / Charles Bukowski.

Author

Bukowski, Charles

Publication

New York, N.Y. : Ecco/HarperCollins Pub., 2002, ©1986.

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Details

Description

313 pages : portrait; 23 cm

Summary

Poems deal with solitude, silence, artists, death, aging, friends, hard times, gambling, music, and genius.

Subject

• 1900-1999
• American poetry

Genre/Form

Poetry

Processing Action (note)

• committed to retain

Contents

• 1813-1883 -- red Mercedes -- retired -- working it out -- beasts bounding through time -- trashcan lives -- lost generation -- no help for that -- my non-ambitious ambition -- education -- downtown L.A. -- another casualty -- driving test -- that's why funerals are so sad -- cornered -- bumming with Jane -- darkness -- termites of the page -- good time -- still trapeze -- January -- sunny side down -- man in the brown suit -- magician, gone ... -- well, that's just the way it is -- chemistry of things -- rift -- my friend, the parking lot attendant -- miracle -- non-urgent poem -- my first affair with that older woman -- freeway life -- player -- p.o. box 11946, Fresno, Calif. 93776 -- poor Al -- for my ivy league friends: -- helping the old -- bad times at the 3rd and Vermont hotel -- Master Plan -- garbage -- my vanishing act -- let's make a deal -- 16-bit Intel 8088 chip -- zero -- putrefaction -- I'll take it ... -- supposedly famous -- last shot -- whorehouse -- starting fast: -- crazy truth -- drive through hell -- for the concerned.
• Funny guy -- shoes -- coffee -- together -- finest of the breed -- close to greatness -- stride -- final story -- friends within the darkness -- death sat on my knee and cracked with laughter -- oh yes -- O tempora! O mores! -- passing of a great one -- wine of forever -- true -- Glenn Miller -- Emily Bukowski -- some suggestions -- invasion -- hard times -- longshot -- concrete -- Gay Paree? -- I thought the stuff tasted worse than usual -- blade -- boil -- not listed -- I'm not a misogynist -- lady in the castle -- relentless as the tarantula -- their night -- huh? -- it's funny, isn't it? #1 -- it's funny, isn't it? #2 -- beautiful lady editor -- about the PEN conference -- everybody talks too much -- me and my buddy -- song -- practice -- love poem to a stripper -- my buddy -- Jon Edgar Webb -- thank you -- magic curse -- party's over -- no nonsense -- escape -- wearing the collar -- cat is a cat is a cat is a cat -- marching through Georgia -- gone -- I meet the famous poet -- seize the day -- shrinking island -- magic machine -- those girls we followed home -- fractional note -- following -- tragic meeting -- ordinary poem -- from an old dog in his cups ... -- let 'em go -- trying to make it -- death of a splendid neighborhood -- you get so alone at times that it just makes sense -- a good gang, after all -- this -- hot -- late late late poem -- 3 a.m. games -- someday I'm going to write a primer for crippled saints but meanwhile -- help wanted -- sticks and stones ... -- working -- over done -- our laughter is muted by their agony -- murder -- what am I doing? -- nervous people -- working out -- how is your heart? -- forget it -- quiet -- it's ours.

ISBN

• 0876856830
• 9780876856833

OCLC

• 53072052
• SCSB-11921168

Owning Institutions

Harvard Library