#AmericanWriters
he lives in a house with a swimmin… and says the job is killing him. he is 27. I am 44. I can’t seem t… get rid of
To give life you must take life, and as our grief falls flat and ho… upon the billion—blooded sea I pass upon serious inward—breakin… with white—legged, white—bellied r…
he drank wine all night of the 28th, and he kept thinking of her: the way she walked and talked and… the way she told him things that s… but were not, and he knew the colo…
yes, they begin out in a willow, I… the starch mountains begin out in… and keep right on going without re… pumas and nectarines somehow these mountains are like
I read a book about John Dos Pas… the book once radical—communist John ended up in the Hollywood Hi… and reading the Wall Street Journal
I pick up the skirt, I pick up the sparkling beads in black, this thing that moved once around flesh,
each man must realize that it can all disappear very quickly: the cat, the woman, the job, the front tire,
sway with me, everything sad— madmen in stone houses without doors, lepers steaming love and song frogs trying to figure
I am in this low—slung sports car painted a deep, rich yellow driving under an Italian sun. I have a British accent. I’m wearing dark shades
some say we should keep personal r… poem, stay abstract, and there is some r… but jezus; twelve poems gone and I don’t keep…
the wind blows hard tonight and it’s a cold wind and I think about the boys on the row. I hope some of them have a bottle…
Long walks at night— that’s what good for the soul: peeking into windows watching tired housewives trying to fight off
the German hotel was very strange… double doors to the rooms, very th… looked the park and the vasser ter… it was usually too late for breakf… would be everywhere changing sheet…
In the betting line the other day man behind me asked, “are you Henry Chinaski?”
Style is the answer to everything. A fresh way to approach a dull or… To do a dull thing with style is p… To do a dangerous thing with style… Bullfighting can be an art