I Like This Bukowski Poem


"Writing"

often it is the only
thing
between you and
impossibility.
no drink,
no woman's love,
no wealth
can
match it.
nothing can save
you
except
writing.
it keeps the walls
from
failing.
the hordes from
closing in.
it blasts the
darkness.
writing is the
ultimate
psychiatrist,
the kindliest
god of all the
gods.
writing stalks
death.
it knows no
quit.
and writing
laughs
at itself,
at pain.
it is the last
expectation,
the last
explanation.
that's
what it
is.
from blank gun silencer


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Carving Stone

"As I would discover myself, stone carving is demanding work. In the initial stages of a new marble sculpture, it is aggressive and violent. Stone does not give way to a caress. The stone yields with a shudder that echoes through the bones of the body, which are themselves stone, constructed from the same calcium as the marble. At the end of the day the hands are crabbed, the joints swollen, the spine crooked and stiff. There is little more primitive than this struggle of flesh wielding tools against stone, and the pains that come with creative demolition."

- Tom Paine, "Me & Michelangelo"
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Upon the Shores Of Duluth



 Engle Tower
Fitgers Brewery/Hotel
 Lift bridge
Seagulls chillin'

Japanese-style peace park. Rang the gong and smelled the piney air.
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