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The inimitable Grant Snider strikes again, with the day jobs of famous poets – including Jack Kerouac (railroad worker), Charles Bukowski (mailman), Emily Dickinson (cat-keeper), and T. S. Eliot (bank clerk.)

The inimitable Grant Snider strikes again, with the day jobs of famous poets – including Jack Kerouac (railroad worker), Charles Bukowski (mailman), Emily Dickinson (cat-keeper), and T. S. Eliot (bank clerk.)

 “To fight for each minute is to fight for what is possible within yourself, so that your life and your death will not be like theirs.”
Wisdom from Charles Bukowski, hand-lettered by Lisa Congdon, master of typographic timeless words.
Buk was indeed a wise, wise man.

“To fight for each minute is to fight for what is possible within yourself, so that your life and your death will not be like theirs.”

Wisdom from Charles Bukowski, hand-lettered by Lisa Congdon, master of typographic timeless words.

Buk was indeed a wise, wise man.

Truth from Bukowski, who knew a thing or two about the meat of creativity. 

I remember once, working as a packer in this lighting fixture company, one of the packers suddenly said: “I’ll never be free!”

One of the bosses was walking by (his name was Morrie) and he let out this delicious cackle of a laugh, enjoying the fact that this fellow was trapped for life.

So, the luck I finally had in getting out of those places, no matter how long it took, has given me a kind of joy, the jolly joy of the miracle. I now write from an old mind and an old body, long beyond the time when most men would ever think of continuing such a thing, but since I started so late I owe it to myself to continue, and when the words begin to falter and I must be helped up stairways and I can no longer tell a bluebird from a paperclip, I still feel that something in me is going to remember (no matter how far I’m gone) how I’ve come through the murder and the mess and the moil, to at least a generous way to die.

To not to have entirely wasted one’s life seems to be a worthy accomplishment, if only for myself.

letter from Bukowski on the joy of having escaped full-time employment. Complement with Buk on why write, an eloquent articulation of what fueld him all these years.
Charles Bukowski on being a writer
unless it comes unasked out of your
heart and your mind and your mouth
and your gut,
don’t do it.
Charles Bukowski’s “So You Want To Be a Writer,” a necessary read for any creator.
R. Crumb illustrates Bukowski
Censorship is the tool of those who have the need to hide actualities from themselves and from others. Their fear is only their inability to face what is real, and I can’t vent any anger against them. I only feel this appalling sadness. Somewhere, in their upbringing, they were shielded against the total facts of our existence. They were only taught to look one way when many ways exist.
Charles Bukowski and other literary icons on censorship

For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can’t readily accept the God formula, the big answers don’t remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command or faith a dictum. I am my own God.

We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state and our educational system.

We are here to drink beer.

We are here to kill war.

We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.

Charles Bukowski on the meaning of life
If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t even start.