Fidel Posted April 25, 2007 Report Share Posted April 25, 2007 Not trying to out do you Teddy, but I just watched Factotum, a movie about novelist and writer Charles Bukowski. Here's a sample of his poetry. 16-bit Intel 8088 chip with an Apple Macintosh you can't run Radio Shack programs in its disc drive. nor can a Commodore 64 drive read a file you have created on an IBM Personal Computer. both Kaypro and Osborne computers use the CP/M operating system but can't read each other's handwriting for they format (write on) discs in different ways. the Tandy 2000 runs MS-DOS but can't use most programs produced for the IBM Personal Computer unless certain bits and bytes are altered but the wind still blows over Savannah and in the Spring the turkey buzzard struts and flounces before his hens. Charles Bukowski Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
teddy Posted April 25, 2007 Report Share Posted April 25, 2007 What was the movie like? I haven't seen it but I have seen Barfly and it sounds similar? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Munchmaster Posted April 25, 2007 Report Share Posted April 25, 2007 That's meant to be poetry? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fidel Posted April 25, 2007 Author Report Share Posted April 25, 2007 Hi Teddy, The movie is very funny. Watch it! Munch Master, maybe you'll prefer this: Girl In A Miniskirt Reading The Bible Outside My Window Sunday, I am eating a grapefruit, church is over at the Russian Orthadox to the west. she is dark of Eastern descent, large brown eyes look up from the Bible then down. a small red and black Bible, and as she reads her legs keep moving, moving, she is doing a slow rythmic dance reading the Bible. . . long gold earrings; 2 gold bracelets on each arm, and it's a mini-suit, I suppose, the cloth hugs her body, the lightest of tans is that cloth, she twists this way and that, long yellow legs warm in the sun. . . there is no escaping her being there is no desire to. . . my radio is playing symphonic music that she cannot hear but her movements coincide exactly to the rythms of the symphony. . . she is dark, she is dark she is reading about God. I am God. Charles Bukowski Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Flashermac Posted April 25, 2007 Report Share Posted April 25, 2007 I like Mason Williams myself. How about them Ewe Doers, ain't they news? Down in the pasture a doin' them Ewes. Doin' them big sheeps, doin' them little Doin' them lambs, hi-diddle-diddle! Look at them Ewe Doers, ain't they creeps? High boots on, chasin' them sheeps. Them hooky dooky Ewe Doers, stompin' through the weeds, movin' them Ewies, fillin' they needs. How to be a Ewe Doers? Ain't much to it; Meet a sweet sheep, Then you do it! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
teddy Posted April 25, 2007 Report Share Posted April 25, 2007 Isn't this the New Zealand National Anthem? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SiLeakHunt Posted April 25, 2007 Report Share Posted April 25, 2007 Friday night 9pm Bangkok poetry at the Goethe Institute you can see yours truly if you're passing. Cheers Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Flashermac Posted April 25, 2007 Report Share Posted April 25, 2007 Isn't this the New Zealand National Anthem? State song of Montana, I think. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HeartThais Posted April 26, 2007 Report Share Posted April 26, 2007 Check out Love is a Dog from Hell where he ruminates about beer, hookers, skanky bar hos, addiction, isolation and of course, love. how to be a good writer youâ??ve got to fuck a great many women beautiful women and write a few decent love poems. and donâ??t worry about age and/or freshly-arrived talents. just drink more beer more and more beer and attend the racetrack at least once a week and win if possible learning to win is hard - any slob can be a good loser. and donâ??t forget your Brahms and your Bach and your beer. donâ??t overexercise. sleep until noon. avoid paying credit cards or paying for anything on time. remember that there isnâ??t a piece of ass in this world over $50 (in 1977). and if you have the ability to love love yourself first but always be aware of the possibility of total defeat whether the reason for that defeat seems right or wrong - an early taste of death is not necessarily a bad thing. stay out of churches and bars and museums, and like the spider be patient - time is everybodyâ??s cross, plus exile defeat treachery all that dross. stay with the beer. beer is continuous blood. a continuous lover. get a large typewriter and as the footsteps go up and down outside your window hit that thing hit it hard make it a heavyweight fight make it the bull when he first charges in and remember the old dogs who fought so well: Hemingway, Celine, Dostoevsky, Hamsun. If you think they didnâ??t go crazy in tiny rooms just like youâ??re doing now without women without food without hope then youâ??re not ready. drink more beer. thereâ??s time. and if thereâ??s not thatâ??s all right too. Charles Bukowski Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fidel Posted April 26, 2007 Author Report Share Posted April 26, 2007 Thanks for posting that Heart Thai, very nice indeed, I can't but agree with many of his sentiments in this poem. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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