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A Peace of My Mind
142 pages, Paperback
First published August 3, 1990
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November 8, 2019I finally sat down and read this cursed and blessed book, a signed copy(!) my father apparently ordered off the internet when it first came out. amazon tells me this was a self-published book for only friends and family, and I guess a few fans willing to buy it for the collectability?? I don't really know, but I do know I am damn grateful to have this in my household. It's going in my dowry, I guess. Something like that.
Here's the thing: he's a pretty decent poet. Someone should tell him about your/you're, and it's/its, but aside from that (which, let's be honest, many of us struggle with anyway), there is such a brilliant variety of genre and form here. There's prose poetry; ballads, like sad little urban legends about druggies and convicts, both of which he is/was; love poems, albeit many of them ending in murder or suicide or other kind of death (but again, in a weird Clint Eastwood kinda way, where it's more the culture to blame than the man himself); nonsense poetry, political poetry, anti-war poetry; honestly, everything you wouldn't expect from Charles Sheen (since that's how his name is spelled in the book itself) and everything you have sort of read before, but not really.
I would 100% read more poetry by Charlie Sheen. This book is as old as I am, and is, in its own wild, Martian way, a work of genius. Hit me up Charlie! Let's write poems together! But see, as soon as I write that I more or less take it back: a truly horrifying experience it would probably be, but also one of a kind, once in a lifetime. I don't know.
To sum up: we don't judge Jack Kerouac's writing only as the drug-fueled gobbedly-gook of his brain, we treat it as classic. This is Sheen's way of one-upping that, for good or for bad, and it's frankly hypocritical of us to dismiss this book with the same passion as we uplift Kerouac's work.
(No offense to Kerouac.)
Here's the thing: he's a pretty decent poet. Someone should tell him about your/you're, and it's/its, but aside from that (which, let's be honest, many of us struggle with anyway), there is such a brilliant variety of genre and form here. There's prose poetry; ballads, like sad little urban legends about druggies and convicts, both of which he is/was; love poems, albeit many of them ending in murder or suicide or other kind of death (but again, in a weird Clint Eastwood kinda way, where it's more the culture to blame than the man himself); nonsense poetry, political poetry, anti-war poetry; honestly, everything you wouldn't expect from Charles Sheen (since that's how his name is spelled in the book itself) and everything you have sort of read before, but not really.
I would 100% read more poetry by Charlie Sheen. This book is as old as I am, and is, in its own wild, Martian way, a work of genius. Hit me up Charlie! Let's write poems together! But see, as soon as I write that I more or less take it back: a truly horrifying experience it would probably be, but also one of a kind, once in a lifetime. I don't know.
To sum up: we don't judge Jack Kerouac's writing only as the drug-fueled gobbedly-gook of his brain, we treat it as classic. This is Sheen's way of one-upping that, for good or for bad, and it's frankly hypocritical of us to dismiss this book with the same passion as we uplift Kerouac's work.
(No offense to Kerouac.)
August 3, 2016
The single greatest book of poetry ever written. Or so.
May 4, 2024
Genius - Charlie Sheen and his poetry.
November 23, 2012
the weirdest, yet poignant poetry ever written by a coke head! AWESOME
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