Bohemian Pupil Press

BOHEMIAN PUPIL PRESS

BOHEMIAN PUPIL PRESS

"Publishing for the Clear-Sighted Imbiber"
Est. 2004 - Chicago

Drop an email with the subject line reading "PDF Please" to receive a .pdf version of the trilogy and postscript text FREE, so you can print it up and move away from the computer and still enjoy South Side Trilogy.

CLICK HERE TO VISIT BOHEMIAN PUPIL'S STORE ON CAFEPRESS.COM

Bohemian Pupil's guide to must buy books (click on the individual titles below to purchase, or click on the logo to shop locally.) COMMUNITY NOW

Sherwood Anderson: Winesburg, Ohio.
Paul Auster: The Book of Illusions.

THE TWO GREATS
-Anderson: "In telling tales of themselves people constantly spoiled the tale in telling. They had some notion of how a story should be told got from reading. Little lies crept in. They had done something mean and tried to justify some action that for the tale's sake did not need justification." (A Story Teller's Story)
-Auster: "Never before have I been so aware of the rift between thinking and writing. For the past few days, in fact, I have begun to feel that the story I am trying to tell is somehow incompatible with language, that the degree to which it resists language is an exact measure of how closely I have come to saying something important and then when the moment arrives for me to say one truly important thing, I will not be able to say it." (The Invention of Solitude)

Barry Hannah: Yonder Stands Your Orphan.
Read Book II, Part III. Hannah: Redeemer.
Robinson Jeffers: Selected Poems.
Read the Postscript. You won't find the poem excerpted there in the book above, but you will discover the vision of an American radical hero in it.
Denis Johnson: Resuscitation of a Hanged Man.
"Did God really kill Himself?"
Bob Hicok: Animal Soul (poems).
I discovered Hicok back in 1992 when I came across his first book, Bearing Witness (regrettably no longer in print), in the window of an indie bookstore here in Chicago. It was a cloudless weekday afternoon in some part of the summer, beautiful, really, and I was unemployed and had a distinct mixture of booze and paranoia on my breath. His voice did not judge me; never has.
Jim Harrison: Returning to Earth.
Go to his MySpace page and read his "About Me." Enough said.

All Contents Copyright © 2004 - 2009 by Bohemian Pupil Press/John Hospodka.

All rights reserved. No portion may be reproduced in any manner, except for use in reviews,
without the express written consent of the publisher.