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Three"”With the Moon and His Shadow by Li Po With a jar of wine I sit by the flowering trees. I drink alone, and where are my friends? [etc. - ed] I just found this poem on the net attributed to Li Po. I can see why Bukowski was fond of his work. They definitely were kindred...

It's all my sister's fault. For reasons lost to time, my sister exposed me to the writings of Bukowski back in the early '90's. She bought me The Roominghouse Madrigals for my 22th birthday. At that time, I was heavy into Beat literature(Kerouac being my favorite) and delving into the works of...