Bukowski and Kandel

I, a degreed empty-nester housewife, for years battened down the hatches for family's sake. Submerged in a podcast of Bukowski or Kandel I lifted the veil that separated our kindred souls. The smell, taste, and touch of their poetry delighted me, and I longed to know their Truths more intimately. Even with their bad breath and bare toes, They were what some in society hated, and I loved. So raw and uninhibited, they expressed true freedom, something I was yearning for especially having such strong convictions with outlook and attitude, rather than play victim to the times. Free-spirited, fresh, exhilarating passion submerged, I sprang forward, Continuing to listening to their poems and prose, dreaming to be more like them and less like me.