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Edited on Thu Apr-09-09 10:13 PM by Orrex
I'm not as good at reading his poetry, but his fiction frequently shows moments of true brilliance.
Part of what makes him so good is that he presented a really filthy side of life without apology and without judgment. Nowhere in his writing is there any sense that he thinks himself better than the other characters, and more often than not he thinks himself (Chinaski) much worse! I don't know of many modern authors who've done the same, totally immersing themselves in that world without blinking and without candy-coating or romanticizing it. At least, not before Bukowski.
The best fiction collection I've read by him is South of No North, which has some absolute gems. Some of the writing is flawed, but not often and not badly. Yes, there's a sexism, but as you rightly say he's an equal opportunity hater. But he doesn't judge; he just tells it like he sees it, even if that's not the same as "telling it like it is."
For my money, All the Assholes in the World and Mine is as fine a piece of fiction as anything else in the American canon.
I could go on and on, but I'll leave it at that. Except for two things:
1. I thank my wife (My Good Babushka) for introducing me to Bukowski, after I'd resisted reading him for years. 2. When we brought our first son home from the hospital, we were changing his diaper for the first time, and he wound up peeing all over the place. In the process he soaked the cover of South of No North, and I can't help thinking that Bukowski would have approved!
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