EL CARTERO BUKOWSKI PDF

En “Cartero” describe los doce años en que estuvo empleado en una sórdida oficina de correos de Los Ángeles. El libro termina cuando. : Cartero () by Charles Bukowski and a great selection of similar New, Used and Collectible Books available now at great prices. El Cartero De Bukowski. 10 likes. Book. El Cartero De Bukowski. Book. 10 people like this topic. Want to like this Page? Sign up for Facebook to get started.

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It covers the period of Bukowski’s life bukoowski about to his resignation from the United States Postal Service three years later, to his return in and then to his final resignation in He has made us live their lives: They sat on a rock together and J. I picked up the book, began reading, and couldn’t believe that this book was allowed in a classroom.

Post Office

I turned off the lights and took a shit in the dark and smoked a cigarette. Hank Chinaski describes a little more than a decade of his life.

I would read it if I were you, but then again, if I were you I’d probably kill myself. The protagonist has no regard for anything My first affair with Bukowski.

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He hasn’t detested them either. The plot moves along on the intensity and energy of various crises involving Hank and his supervisors, coworkers, and lovers.

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Post Office by Charles Bukowski

Want to Read saving…. Even when they’re exaggerated and unbelievable, it’s nice to compare notes or just be happy for the guy. View all 65 comments.

He might have had only half a trick, like that uncle of ours who used to steal our noses. It was one of those degree days and I was running along, sweating, sick, delirious, hungover. Henry is in many ways a sad and lonely figure, and his story is filled with moments of deep melancholy. If you love Bukowski Check this documentary out. And I can’t wait to get off bukowskki and see my baby, She said she’d leave the porch light on for me. Or something like that. I’m not part of any movement here, I’m not trying to make some political point, I’m just saying you guys gotta shut up about your dicks.

After a while, it’s not even worth trying to get your nose back. United States of America.

Cartero : Charles Bukowski :

He is a fucked up womanizer, but I still love it. In his youth, Hank worked in slaughterhouses, crossed the country on bukowskki railroad track gang, worked in a dog biscuit factory, slept on park benches, and worked nickel-and-dime jobs in a dozen cities.

In a world where his three true, bitter pleasures are women, booze, and caryero betting, he somehow drags his hangover out of bed every dawn to lug waterlogged mailbags up mud-soaked mountains, outsmart vicious guard dogs, and pray to survive the day-to-day trials of sadistic bosses and certifiable coworkers. His shackjob, rl ironically, the love of his life, Betty, gets a job then and starts supporting the two of them.

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It’s nice to know your moves. Courage comes from the belly—all else is desperation. There’s not a damn thing you can do about it, it’s the way it is. I could hear his gravelly voice and smell the whiskey on his breath.

Then there’s the other part “and sad”. This scumbag gets a job in gov’t service, complains that the bosses make him, like, actually work geez, don’t they know he’s hung over, they’re harshing his mellow! It isn’t relentlessly funnyno, it’s relentlessly jokey. The closing lines of Post Office are as brilliant as the opening and one gets a sense here that this was Bukowski speaking through Hank again, during a life-affirming moment: The book is hilarious. I know he’s fucked up, but I love him so.

But it’s still just dicks, isn’t it? How guys feel about their dicks, and what guys would like to do with their dicks, and whether guys’ dicks are any good, and it’s all so boring.

Bukowski was once an idol of mine.