Astoundingly, even though this book has been out since 1999 and it contains a letter to ME that I never received from 1993
I didn’t know about this until just last month. A BIG thank you to poetry aficionado Scott in Noblesville for alerting me (and yes Scott a proper package full of goodies is on the way to you after I get this site updated).
Not to be a quote tease BUT I will not share the contents of this letter online, as I hope to use it when I self-publish my next collection. NO date set for this tome, as I’ve finally just reached the decision to stop trying to get a deal with an agent or publisher and just do it myself in a small limited edition à la the WONDERFUL ACME Novelty Library books Chris Ware is doing. Uh, I use à la in the sense that it will have drawings, be self-published, and probably hard cover, but other than that, you’d be hard pressed to compare them in any meaningful way.
So instead, I’ll leave you with a few lines from the Bukowski poem, For The Foxes:
I am a dog walking
I am a broken
I am a telephone wire
strung up in
That probably just about sums it up.
Until next year then, from my terminal to yours, fondly,