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3.51 AVERAGE
3.51 AVERAGE
dark
emotional
fast-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
No
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
i hate myself for not being able to let go of this book. i hate bukowski, he was a sexist piece of shit. but i’ve read and re read this book and I can’t stop. there’s something about it. why do i have “an almost made up poem” memorised? after 5 years. I don’t know. i love this book and i want to punch bukowski in the face
there a few poems here that i really enjoyed reading, but there are too many things that make me uncomfortable for me to be able to give it any more than three stars. I understand why people like his work so much though
Bullshit. Fucking bullshit. Waste of paper, air, energy!! Doesn’t even deserve a rating because it can’t go below zero. Couldn’t finish. Almost embarrassed to mark this as read but I have to get this rage out.
This is just Andrew Tate’s therapist notes.
My new Colleen Hoover!
How does this even exist?!? How does anyone stand reading one letter this man wrote?!? ON TOP OF WRITING SHITTY POETRY (literally) HE WAS A MISOGYNISTIC, HOMOPHOBIC (and probably more ) UGLY ASS BITCH?!? AND PEOPLE EXCUSE ALL OF THAT BECAUSE HE WROTE THIS?!?
Listen when people told me they read Bukowski because he’s good not, because they condone treating women like shit of course, they call themselves “feminists” , you would only assume that his work would be God-sent, Shakespearean delirium, Dante’s drunken wishes type of beautiful to be excused!!! BUT THIS IS IT?!!
Why does anyone care about what he has to say?!?
I would write something more cohesive in Chinese, written with a feather in sand, blindfolded, drunk off a full size vodka bottle.
Here’s some bullshit so I don’t suffer alone:
“she cut my toenails the night before,”
“and the biggest balls
I’ve ever seen.
you shoot sperm like a
whale shoots water out of the
hole in its back.”
“women don’t know how to love,
she told me.
you know how to love
but women just want to
leech.
I know this because I’m a
woman.”
This is just Andrew Tate’s therapist notes.
My new Colleen Hoover!
How does this even exist?!? How does anyone stand reading one letter this man wrote?!? ON TOP OF WRITING SHITTY POETRY (literally) HE WAS A MISOGYNISTIC, HOMOPHOBIC (and probably more ) UGLY ASS BITCH?!? AND PEOPLE EXCUSE ALL OF THAT BECAUSE HE WROTE THIS?!?
Listen when people told me they read Bukowski because he’s good not, because they condone treating women like shit of course, they call themselves “feminists” , you would only assume that his work would be God-sent, Shakespearean delirium, Dante’s drunken wishes type of beautiful to be excused!!! BUT THIS IS IT?!!
Why does anyone care about what he has to say?!?
I would write something more cohesive in Chinese, written with a feather in sand, blindfolded, drunk off a full size vodka bottle.
Here’s some bullshit so I don’t suffer alone:
“she cut my toenails the night before,”
“and the biggest balls
I’ve ever seen.
you shoot sperm like a
whale shoots water out of the
hole in its back.”
“women don’t know how to love,
she told me.
you know how to love
but women just want to
leech.
I know this because I’m a
woman.”
dark
funny
sad
fast-paced
Strong character development:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
dark
emotional
funny
dark
i’m not sure i can understand those who say they can separate bukowski’s poetry from how he was as a person. the way he lived was very clear throughout this book. basically nothing really sat with me. i enjoyed a handful of these poems and will never think of the rest again.
dark
mysterious
reflective
sad
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
No
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
dark
sad
tense
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
No
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes