...a deathly serenade...
...a Painter... a Poet... a Prose Stylist... xxx
...a Painter... a Poet... a Prose Stylist... xxx
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interpreted their sly tit for tat as a miniature
microcosm of the similar events that occurred
between Vincent Van Gough and Paul Gaugain,
at the Yellow House, but with subsequent tragic
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suicides, instead of chopped off ears!
Inspired by Charles Bukowski's poem,
Dinosaur We, from, The Last Night of the Earth
Poems [Paperback] (middle shelf) Franz tentatively
wanted to end his now classic novel, Vanity. Ares,
with the first line of this poem. He debated but
did not want to be categorised as being overly
influenced by Aestheticism, and wanted to
announce his authentic allegiance to the raw,
with this ode to Charles Bukowski. "I did not
grow up with a golden spoon in my mouth, I was
not as lucky as Yashu, I grew up in London
where life was not always easy." He said.
This soon became a point glossed over
after the success of Vanity. Ares and he often
remarked, privately, that his decision not to end
the novel with Bukowski's poem was one of his
major literary disappointments. After the
publishing of, A Voyeuristic Supper, he became
more known as a writer that was completely
beautiful. As much as he loved writers such as
Lawrence Durrell and Oscar Wilde, whom he
quoted both in his introduction to 'Ares, he felt
"misread by the public at large."
From our own correspondence, Franz
always loved, White Buildings, and, prophetically,
Franz often quoted Hart Crane's reported final
words before he threw himself off a boat in The
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