The following Poet-in-Residence poem first appeared in Pulsar Poetry no. 44 (December 2005) -
Walkin' with Bukowski
I guess that was Buk's last job
honkin' me over
the Harbor Freeway
crossin' me over
by San Remo
his warty eyes blinkin'
in the blindin' steel and gas
crawlin' all day
on the freeway
jammin' up the place
say, you could read a poem to me
from Buk's last book
THE LAST NIGHT OF THE EARTH
you'd like the feel
the acid-free paper...
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c- Gwilym Williams 2005
Alludes to the opening poem jam by Charles Bukowski
THE LAST NIGHT OF THE EARTH POEMS (Black Sparrow)
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