Burning in Water Drowning in Flame An omnibus edition of four early volumes of poems It Catches My Heart in Its Hands Crucifix in a Death Hand At Terror Street and Agony Way and Burning In Water Drowning In Flame finally Burning

  • Title: Burning in Water, Drowning in Flame
  • Author: Charles Bukowski
  • ISBN: 9780876851913
  • Page: 107
  • Format: Paperback
  • An omnibus edition of four early volumes of poems It Catches My Heart in Its Hands , Crucifix in a Death Hand , At Terror Street and Agony Way , and Burning In Water, Drowning In Flame finally.Burning in Water, Drowning in Flame is poetry full of gambling, drinking and women Charles Bukowski writes realistically about the seedy underbelly of life.

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    1. Charles Bukowski says:

      Henry Charles Bukowski born as Heinrich Karl Bukowski was a German born American poet, novelist and short story writer His writing was influenced by the social, cultural and economic ambience of his home city of Los Angeles.It is marked by an emphasis on the ordinary lives of poor Americans, the act of writing, alcohol, relationships with women and the drudgery of work Bukowski wrote thousands of poems, hundreds of short stories and six novels, eventually publishing over sixty booksCharles Bukowski was the only child of an American soldier and a German mother At the age of three, he came with his family to the United States and grew up in Los Angeles He attended Los Angeles City College from 1939 to 1941, then left school and moved to New York City to become a writer His lack of publishing success at this time caused him to give up writing in 1946 and spurred a ten year stint of heavy drinking After he developed a bleeding ulcer, he decided to take up writing again He worked a wide range of jobs to support his writing, including dishwasher, truck driver and loader, mail carrier, guard, gas station attendant, stock boy, warehouse worker, shipping clerk, post office clerk, parking lot attendant, Red Cross orderly, and elevator operator He also worked in a dog biscuit factory, a slaughterhouse, a cake and cookie factory, and he hung posters in New York City subways.Bukowski published his first story when he was twenty four and began writing poetry at the age of thirty five His first book of poetry was published in 1959 he went on to publish than forty five books of poetry and prose, including Pulp 1994 , Screams from the Balcony 1993 , and The Last Night of the Earth Poems 1992.He died of leukemia in San Pedro on March 9, 1994.

    2 thoughts on “Burning in Water, Drowning in Flame

    1. هذه مجموعة مختارة من قصائد لتشارلز بوكوفسكي الشاعر الأمريكي الجميل الذي – دون شك – هو شاعر من الطراز الأول قبل أن يكون ساردًا – روائيًا – رغم جمال رواياته مع بساطة حبكاتها – حاولت جاهدًا تجاوز عدم ميلي للـ(المختارات) وهذه عقدة لدي لها أسبابها القائمة على تطور القصيدة وفق ا [...]

    2. پرنده ای آبی در قلبم است که می خواهد بیرون بیاید ولی من با او خیلی سخت گیرممی گویم : همان جا بماننمی گذارم کسی ببیندت ‍پرنده ای آبی در قلبم است که می خواهد بیرون بیاید ولی من روی سرش ویسکی می ریزمو دود سیگار به خوردش می دهم فاحشه ها و مشروب فروش ها و مغازه دار ها نمی دانند که پرند [...]

    3. European countries have acknowledged Bukowski years before America did, and I don't believe it was because of racism, as he was German on his mother side; but I think the tornado Bukowski was quickly creating in poetic text made the American literary foundation uncomfortable and he wouldn't accept to be a follower of any literary or political foundation because of the nature of his personal behavior. Bukowski's voice subsided as he stayed independent without any official sponsorship in light of [...]

    4. there's a bluebird in my heart thatwants to get outbut I'm too tough for him,I say, stay in there, I'm not goingto let anybody seeyouere's a bluebird in my heart thatwants to get outbut I pour whiskey on him and inhalecigarette smokeand the whores and the bartendersand the grocery clerksnever know thathe'sin there.بوکوفسکی رو دوست دارم. فکرهاش، ناامیدی‌هاش، تنهاییاش، همه شبیه منن. رک و صریح بودن قلمش و اغراق‌های [...]

    5. Good lord, I'm reading Bukowski again. Soon I'll be growling at those around me, cursing for no damn good reason, telling everyone to go to hell, and perhaps I'll be a bit more pure for all that. When I moved cross country I dumped all the books I didn't need, but somehow my collection of Bukowski books survived, despite how I hadn't picked them up for years. I suppose I found them too much a part of a certain period of my life, lounging by rivers with coeds, reading poems about how all women ar [...]

    6. چيزهايي هست خيلي بدتر از تنهايياما سالها طول ميكشه تا اين رو بفهميوقتي هم آخرسر مي فهمي اشديگر خيلي دير شده.وهيچ چيز بدتر از خيلي دير نيست.

    7. الألم عبثي لأنه موجود ولا شيء آخر/ومع أن كل شيء كان باهتًا تمامًا تمتعت باللحظة //لا أطمح بالكثير ، فقط أحاول البقاء حيًا ./

    8. - نغمات -الجنود يتقدمون دون بنادقالقبور فارغّة طواويسُ تنزلقُ في المطّررجالٌ عظام ينزلون الأدراج مبتسمينهناك طعامٌ كافٍ وإيجارٌ كافٍنساؤنا لن يهرمنأنا لن أهرمفي أصابع المتسكعين خواتمُ ألماسهتلر يصافح يهوديّتفوح من السمّاء رائحة لحم مشويأنا ستارةٌ محترقةأنا ماءٌ متبخر

    9. مجنون هو بوكفوسكي يكتب أروع القصائد ثم يتبعها بخراء.

    10. من این سگ زشت و پیر رو دوست دارم.هم شعرهاش رو و هم رمان‌هاش رو

    11. این مجموعه عالیه! در نگاه اول ممکنه فکر کنیم که این آدم چقدر بدبینه، اما اینطور نیست. اون فقط یک "قبول‌گر" هست و دنیارو به صورتی که هست می‌بینه و سطح انتظارتشو پایین اورده. هرچی سطح انتظار بالاتر، خشم و ناامیدی بیشتر. باید خوشحال بوداین یک خوشبختی‌ستاگر ماشین‌ات هنوز در خانه [...]

    12. تشارلز بوكوفسكي عرَّاب الفوضى إزميل الشيء واللاشي! المعنى الحرفي لكلمة مُناهِض ! والأب الروحي للسأم هو عطشٌ لا يروى!شعره "حفيف موسيقا من السدم."

    13. Burning in Water is another example of why I am so happy to be pushing through this reading list. Misogynistic, alcoholic poetry is not really my go-to genre, but I loved Bukowski and his humor, cadence and wit.I had many favorites, but if forced to choose, I would go with "the body".I have beenhanging hereheadlessfor so longthat the body has forgottenwhyor where or when ithappenedand the toeswalk along in shoesthat do notcareand althoughthe fingersslice things andhold things andmove things andt [...]

    14. چیزهایی هست خیلی بدتر از تنهایی؛ اما سالها طول میکشد تا این را بفهمی؛ وقتی هم که آخر سر میفهمی؛ دیگر خیلی دیر شده؛ و هیچ چیز بدتر از خیلی دیر نیستBurning in water, drowning in flame, 1974‮‬‎, Charles Bukowski (1920 - 1944)عنوان: سوختن در آب، غرق شدن در آتش: گزیده اشعار؛ شاعر: چارلز بوکفسکی؛ مترجم: پیمان خاکسا [...]

    15. 3.5هناك طبعًاجنون ورعب أيضًافي معرفةأن جزءًا ما منكتم دورتة مثل ساعةلن تدور مجددًالا أطمح بالكثيرفقطأحاول البقاء حيًالمدة أطول قليلًاليس ممتعًا أن توضع على الصليب وتُترك هناكالأمتع بكثير أن تنسى حبًا فشل كما كل حب في النهايةيفشلكل ما عليك إدراكه أن أغلب الأشياء لن تًجدي، و [...]

    16. "but as God said,crossing his legs,I see where I have made plenty of poetsbut not so very muchpoetry."(from 'To the whore who took my poems')bukowski is a panacea for all that ails contemporary poetry.

    17. a five, but only because of one poem in the book that truly resonates with me. i have to admit that I don't think i can ever read buk again. I killed him when i was younger, and now i'm kind of embarrassed by how close i felt to his alter ego. totally cliche on my part.

    18. This is my favorite book of poetry from Bukowski that I own. I have been picking it up randomly and reading the poems over and over for the past couple years-- and they haven't gotten old yet. His early poetry (1955-1973) is so wonderful because it depicts a life that the younger generation can relate to. Or at least I can. I want to go to bull fights and horse races, get drunk on wine and fall asleep on trains. While these things don't really appear to be that appealing, his style creates a cyn [...]

    19. مُـردن پـیـش از مـرگغـمنـاک ترین اسـتمـن فـکر نمی کنـم بتـوانمچـنیـن شـرایطی راتحـمـل کنـمولـی شـایدمـن هـم مـرده اماما خـودمخـبـر ندارم

    20. Gritty, ballsy, tough and great street poetry from Bukowski once again. This is the strongest collection I have read so far. Burning in Water, Drowning in Flame features much of his early poetry. It contains poems from It Catches My Heart In Its Hands (one of the most beautifully produced books I have ever seen), A Crucifix in a Death-Hand (one of the best titles I have ever heard of) and At Terror Street and Agony Way (of which the original poems were thrown out in the trash but fortunately Buk [...]

    21. لازلت أجد صعوبة في تقبل هذا الإنسان واستساغة شعره! ربما بسبب نظرته الدونية للمرأة ! صحيح يجب أن نفصل بين الأدب وكاتبه ولكنني حقا لا استسيغ كتاباته واجهل السبب

    22. Some needles in a hay, my personal experience with Bukowski's poetry —predictable outcome, since good old Hank used to write ~10 poems a day, which was okay because he didn't intend to write masterpieces (yet he talked here and there about inmortal poems, but even that can and cannot be seen as a contradiction, depending on the goal you impose to your art, which in the case of Bukowski was not highly aesthetic but to the core poetry [which makes me think of Daniel Johnston's music, which I hig [...]

    23. This one sat I my shelf for a mere 24 years, yet I continue to be intrigued by this ravaged man and his ruminations. Poetry isn't the first thing I reach for, but Buk's brutal honesty and cantankerous narration is always fresh, as is his clever use of metaphor. These are early poems from the 50's, 60's, then early 70's and the depictions of LA in those times is authentic, like original photography but with historical insight from the drunken everyman. His anger seethes, at god at man and at the [...]

    24. I thought about just writing a single-word review for this book: Insipid! [I worried that the exclaimation point sounded too "Broadway," but I left it because nobody but nobody would ever put Bukowski on Broadway, (although I can easily see him in an Off-Off Broadway production and wouldn't be surprised if one already existed.)] But that single word, though accurate, doesn't quite encompass all of my ill feelings for this book, this man and his work, and for the veneration they both receive. I'm [...]

    25. Transforming the insanity of mundane nightmares and every day obscurities into the most beautiful wisdom and brilliant truths Barefoot, drunk and laughing in the dustiest sunshine and beautiful filth Fighting and punching and loving and killing each and every day as though it was his last Bukowski really has a way of making you think and see things Like it was you he was writing about.

    26. If you just broke up with your lady and you're mad at an entire gender, or if you're really drunk and a little bit confused by your own anger, oh boy, do I have a book for you.Raw, unadulterated rage presented in easy to read, straight to the point, prose poetry. It's bad for you. It's bad for those around you. But damn it if it isn't fun to read.

    27. "I will never understand menbut I have lived it through" I think I just love the way he wrote, poetry can be kind of complicated, but not with him, it's so senseless, deep and insane, all at once.

    28. بوکوفسکی رو دوست دارم، از جنس خودمه، حرف هاش، فکرهاش، تنهایی هاش. البته شاید اون می گفت:اه، که تویی که همش کتاب می خونی، مزخرفی.شعرهاش ساده ان و سنگین ان، اگه بخوای بهش فکر کنی، اگه از قبل بوکوفسکی رو بشناسی و بعد شعرهاش رو بخونی، تازه متوجه می شی چقدر عمیق حرف زده.

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