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Charles Bukowski
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Charles Bukowski
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Unmasks the tough, street-smart persona of Charles BukowskiāAmerica's "Ultimate Outsider"
- Amazing letters filled with passionate, literary, and personal observation
- Insights into the author of Tales of Ordinary Madness, Notes of a Dirty Old Man, and Run with the Hunted
- Insights into Sheri Martinelli: the protege of Anais Nin, an accomplished painter, and the mistress of Ezra Pound Charels Bukowski's persona as the Dirty Old Man of American Literature is just that: a persona, a mask beneath which there was a man better read and more cultured than most people realize.
Sheri Martinelli was one of the favored few for whom Bukowski dropped the mask and engaged in serious discussion of literature and art, and for that reason the discovery and publication of his letters to her give us a more complete picture of this complicated man.
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Appendix 1
Martinelliās review of A Signature of Charles Bukowski
[This appeared in A&P #5 (January 1961) immediately following Clarence Majorās review of Flower, Fist and Bestial Wail and three other books. Majorās subsequent review, promised in the first paragraph, never appeared.]
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Targets #4āA Signature of Charles Bukowski (arrived too late to airmail to Mr. Major so the typist must do it & she is not going to ācockā Mr. Bukowski āup with kisses.ā As a matter of fact she is reviewing one poem only & the rest will be reviewed by Mr. Major next issue of the Anagogic & Paideumic Review).
Page 19: Horse on Fire wherein Mr. Bukowski has Mr. Ezra Pound saying:
āone of the greatest love poems ever writtenā
He did NOT say that; he said āAMONG the best love poems in the languageā
Mr. Bukowski has Mr. Pound described:
āmany kinds of traitors of which the political are the least.ā
Mr. Pound was not guilty of any political treason. Mr. Poundās own statement:
āW H A T I WD HAVE BEEN GUILTY OF IF I HAD NOT SPOKENā
covers his conduct.
It was a grim jest to call Mr. Pound a ātraitorā & it is a traitorous act to release him in the care of his wife, a British lady, however correct she may be & of high class & the best dressed lady in the world (I mean the tie dots matching the hat feather & glove stripeāthat degree of knowing. Whispering in the artistās ear: āthat lipstickās the WRONG colour for that dressā) but Ezra is an American & he ought to be free to come to us if he wants & he cannot because it needs his wife to bring him & sheās ābeen hereā & that was enough for her.
Weād need reform ourselves overnight to be good enough for a lady who wore a black silk top-coat/ a river-mist grey knit fez-hat glittering with silver sequins/ a jewelād ring matching the colour of her stripād scarf & greyād toneād stockings of silk matching her greyād toneād silk gloves/ a scarf pin whose colour fit the colour of her eyes & underneath a dress of forest green to match her shoes that sheās put black narrow ribands under th arch & tied criss-cross up her ankles, ballet fashionā¦on the hottest day of the hottest town in the midiāthe swamptown heat of Washington D.C. traveling to St. Liz on a bus full of half-naked red-skinsāMrs. Dorothy Shakespear Pound was a miracle of civilisation & all by herself; without writing any Cantos āyouāve no idea how these tawrsome paradises bowre meā she could have raised our general cultural level & uplifted our society from āitās goddamnād dry on these rocksā [Canto 93/643] on toward a proper civilisation.
The look of pain in Allen Ginsbergās eyes when the typist said: āhe read me Dante translating as he went along & Guido the same & Ovidās Metamorphosis and his own Cantos starting from XX to spare me Hellāā¦Allen needs to have his Dante read to him. We all need him: Mr. Major needs him:
āall of us who do not know what it means to ever have had a Guru or a means to go into ourselves quietly & find the beautiful boundless area of what we call Heavenāwe find Hell every time.ā
What good did it do to release him from St. Liz & sign him over to our British cousins?
A recording of an artist reading his poetry is not it. That is for the mass mind & ALL they got; but any who are of the caste of artistsāthe muse worshippers ought to stand in the Presence of the Throne & be Knighted. There is a power; there is a living reality & you aint going to get it from any recording of a human voiceāthe monkey mind is forever concerned with mass production.
The typist has uncovered evidence of enough intelligence alive & at work in the U.S. to warrant saying: there are men here who are men in their own right & they shd be in the presence of the living reality of a Dante walking the earth. They are being cheated of their right to equalityāwhat good does it do to make the grocerās clerk equal when our best men must resort to plastic recordings of something that is theirs by right of proximityāour best red-skin poets forced down to the factory level. It is a political & ethical crime to cheat a boy of sensitivity & intelligence as Peter Orlofsky of his cultural heritage as a fellow republican & citizen of a free nation. Poor Pete, beautiful of mind & body & ignorant as a goldfishāhis inborn love of arts & letters is pitiful in its poverty but persistent beauty: āSheri, today I was at Sutro Park & I saw a āpainted ship upon a painted oceanāā & āwheredja get thā blues?ā (forget-me-nots plucked in Sutro Park for Diana striding white in moon ray) How are we EVER going to reach the level of Europe & the Orient? Our one international success has been sold into slavery. O! Go down Moses & pull our Ezra up soās Pete can sing: āLeafdi Diana, leove Diana, Heye Dianaā¦ā [Canto 91/632-33] & Michael Grieg can test his dry, double distillād wit upon the master of wit & Robāt Stock can see first-hand the out-go-er sea-farer & know its likeness to the in-go-er sea-rougherā¦remove the eyes of pain from Allen Ginsbergāhasnāt he had ENOUGH Hell?
O Ezra who art in Italyāthoā scandalized be thy nameāour renaissance is come & thy word got through in the United States as it did in EuropeāGive us this day our daily Ezra & foāgive him his sins as we forgive those who sinād aginā him & o let Ezra lead us into Ovidās temptations & deliver us into delushus evils of the flesh for Pete Orlofskyās sake & Ez we do have a Kingdom of Kulch & Ez we do have a Power of sorts & if we are let weāll bring gloryāO National Treasure which cannot be changed on thā marketā¦so longās we exist as a nationā¦ah! men! (wot bug jobs they are.)
Mr. Bukowskiās been told but Mr. Bukowski will persist in his un-doingāthat sort of art work on cover, to a very busy person doing research up there ahead of us in the 21st onward centuries, will signify to our busy future scholar that Mr. Bukowskiās book aint worth readinā because its Art Workāll serve as a sign post saying: LATE LATE VICTORIAN ERA SCHOOL OF PICKARSSS-O & the ugly kind of drawing will disqualify Mr. Bukowskiās poetry from being read by those who come after us & Mr. Bukowski HAS GOT A SUBJECT MATTER: A POINT OF VIEW HOWEVER DOWNWARD IT IS CAST: A POINT OF PERCEPTION & WORDS OF MULTI-COLOR THAT HE USES TO INDICATE THE INNER SPACE WHERE THE MOON REALLY IS. IF Mr. Ezra Pound had read his Charles Bukowski he would NOT have EVER attempted to āsave thā United State of Murka.ā
The printing of Targets is elegant & its only real art work. Egg-shell white with black print is the cover/ inside cover is sea-foam white & a half-page handsomely prints Mr. Bukowskiās signature so we may judge his character in his brush strokes. The half-page colour is brown-egg-shell tan & sits on the inner pages whose colour is gold diluted to its thinnest yellow & little decorations of strange nature exist on each page.
Mr. Bukowski: āWrite it
Ā Ā Ā Ā soāz a man on thā West Coast a
Ā Ā Ā Ā Africa could
Ā Ā Ā Ā understand utā;
Ā Ā Ā Ā soāz a man on thā West Coast a
Ā Ā Ā Ā Africa could
Ā Ā Ā Ā understand utā;
The āman on the West Coast of Africaā looking at his English-African Dictionary trying to translateāwd want to know WHAT MEANS āDECORATIONS OF STRANGEā etcāwell, the first one is a goat with eyes under his hornās root & a tongue like a mechanical part from an automobile carburator & polka dots under his eyes & ears like Babylonian wedge marks/ his horns are like a clownās hat & his fur has lightening crossing it & heās bigās a U.S. 25Ā¢ piece of silver. A silly-strange but effective decoration/ I mean when the Aztecs use this kind of fantastic animal it hath an arcane meaning but this arcane animal is meaningless in any religious or artistic sense & is a silly but effective dec.
The little horse used on page with Horse on Fire is not a serious horse & I will not take him seriously/ Mr. Bukowski is warning Mr. Pound that:
āself appraisal of poetry & love has proved more fools than rebelsā
which is harsh but correct with this exception: IF WE CANNOT EVALUATE OUR OWN SELVESā WORTH WHO IN THE HELL IS GOING TO DO IT WHILST WE WALK THIS EARTH?
DOES MR. BUKOWSKI WANT MR. POUND TO WAIT SEVERAL AGES TO HEAR SOME DRY BONE UP THERE SAY WHAT MR. HOT BLOOD RIGHT NOW KNOWS TO BE TRUE? THAT IT IS āAMONG THE BEST LOVE POEMS IN THE LANGUAGEā (CANTO 90)
MR. POUND HAS THE MAP OF LOVE POETRY INSIDE HIS HEAD & KNOWS IMMEDIATELY WHERE A LOVE POEM STANDS IN RELATION TO THE RACE OF LOVE POETRY.
Mr. Bukowski says: āand he proceeded to write the Cantos full of dead languagesā¦ā
Doesnāt Mr. Bukowski understand that āOur Man on the West Coast of Africaā hath a love of culture? Cannot Mr. Bukowski imagine him seated in the boring heat & dither calmly translating the Cantos from his various dictionaries & when he gets to the Egyptian hieroglyphics of Katiās that the princess Ra Set got into the bookāOur Man will be caused to write a letter to an European Egyptologist or mayhap an American Egyptologist & peace on earth, at least among the cultured, shall be the rule of the day. Language is important. The Hebrew language kept the Jews together as a clan more than any one MAN could ever do; men come & go but the symbol is eternal. Dr. Lovell says the āTorahā of the Jews was also the āTaraā of the Irish. Mr. E. P. Walker asks āwhat does the word ātaraā mean to a contemporary of the Irishry?ā
It is a SOUND & it brings a rush of emotion; wild battle cries & hilaritas of dealing directly with oneās foes; when the Irishry cannot die fighting & wildly singing or laughingā¦then it is their proud disdain of the ādogās lifeā that theyāll die drinking & be in their imagined world of wild strange sounds like āTARAā & I do hope that answers Mr. Walkerās question.
Mr. Bukowski wd rather Mr. Pound write about āstraight things in bird-light the terror of a mouseā¦ā I have NO idea what Our Man on the West Coast of Africa wd translate that as because we have no ābird lightā farās I know. Of course āmouse terrorā is world-wide/ This is a good place as any to record: the cat plays with the mouse because he forces his captured victim to teach him more about how to catch other mice/ the female wd do her cause well to play with the male like that/ free him & see which way he runs & then sheād know better how to catch another maleāof course they CAN run faster/ thereās a danger!
Mr. Bukowski says: āthe terror of a mouse reaches dormitory levelsā
One has no idea what that signifies here OR on the West Coast of Africa.
Mr. Bukowski records: āand reading Canto 90 he put the paper down Ez did (both their eyes were wet)ā
Canto 90 when properly read hath power to wet the eye from the terrible blast of its heated force rising upward. The Cantos will be more intelligible to Our man than Mr. Bukowskiās poem on the subject.
The back drawing on the cover is the female form divine seen through a pair of eyes that wobbled & done by a pair of hands that shook. The drawing a rivoting machine wd make cd it draw. NYC hog-wash: ābut donāt you think Botticelli is TOO beautiful?ā No, one did NOT but one does think this set of drawings on Bukowskiās book are TOO UGLY & that is much worse than being too beautiful. Those collecting CONTEMPORARY AMERICANA are advised to snatch up this bookāthe price is 50Ā¢ & one orders them from EDITORS/TARGET: Casabuelo, Sandia Park/N.M. or Bukowski: 1623 N. Mariposa Ave/Los Angeles 27/Calif.