I’m a big Bukowski fan but this collection was incredibly disappointing. The enjambment and lineation is repetitive and lazy and is significantly more prose than poetry. I could not read the last 100 pages because I started to get so angry about everything. The degree of misogyny and sexism was ridiculous and has made me rethink my perception of Bukowski. I loved ‘The Days Run Away Like Horses Over The Hills’ because poems that were sexist to a degree and the abuse of alcohol were consistent with the collections voice being reckless, self-destructive and in a toxic state of grieving from his late wife. For ‘Dangling Over The Tournefortia’, it reads as overly abusive, sexist and offensive and connected with his personality rather than a period of his life. I’m not saying that behaviour like this and his clear disrespect for women is justifiable in any way whatsoever, and grieving isn’t an excuse, but there is no narrative of any sort in this collection. The lack of technique, depth, the narrow subject matter and obscenity was infuriating to read.