A Visit to Charles Bukowski’s Grave

I’m a huge fan of Bukowski, and an even bigger fan of his writing style - which was in the stream-of-consciousness vein, a la Hunter Thompson. Bukowski often said, “Don’t try,” and some would think he meant just let the words flow, don’t try to make sense of them. His wife, Linda, says it means …

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The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

T.S. Eliot’s poem “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” uses the overriding image and theme of old age to present. It’s beautifully written and yet somewhat disturbing. He tells you of his story from the hell that he’s become stuck in, just as Guido tells Dante in the section from Inferno at the beginning …

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