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Carson Mccullers
(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994 / Andernach)

Carson Mccullers

Poem By Charles Bukowski

she died of alcoholism
wrapped in a blanket
on a deck chair
on an ocean
steamer.

all her books of
terrified loneliness

all her books about
the cruelty
of loveless love

were all that was left
of her

as the strolling vacationer
discovered her body

notified the captain

and she was quickly dispatched
to somewhere else
on the ship

as everything
continued just
as
she had written it

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'as everything continued just as she had written it' - a sad note on a sad end to a sad tale of a sad soul!
Bukowski's train of thought wasn't just out there. It was out and out there. He was one of a kind.
all her books of terrified loneliness all her books about the cruelty of loveless love.....loneliness, love less life..... beautifully written. tony
That’s the cruelty of loveless love, kills you slowly Nd painfully why? Be with her
A glowing tribute to a typical authoress of particular type of books. A great modern poem of the day.


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