The Days Run Away Like Wild Horses Over The Hills by Charles Bukowski Review

I am not a poetry fan, I never finished Bukowski's Love Is a Dog from Hell and I’m currently struggling to read through Robert Frost’s poems. As you can tell, I want to be someone who understands poetry so bad, but I genuinely do not understand what’s being said a lot of the time, and I feel like a lot of the meaning goes right over my head. However, Bukowski is a good introduction to poetry, because it’s not pretentious nor difficult to read, he speaks plainly yet with intention and meaning. I found a lot of themes in this less popular volume of his works touching, from discussing existentialism and hopelessness in the drudgery of life in America, the death of his first love, and observing life about him with biting wit contrasted with a tired tone. His words about his first love, Jane, were some of the more painful ones to read. He’s a bit of a grouchy old man but charming in his own way; This one isn’t as dirty as his other collections so proceed with caution if you peruse his works. I am not completely sure if I would consider myself a converted poetry enjoyer or even a Bukowski super fan after this but I didn't think it was a disappointment.