[jpiger]

I was wondering what people thought the meaning to this poem was, because I'm not sure I fully understand the meaning...

You've got to a great many women
Beautiful women
And write a few decent love poems.

And don't worry about age
And/or freshly-arrived talents.

Just drink more beer
More and more beer

And attend the racetrack at least once a

Week

And win
If possible

Learning to win is hard —
Any slob can be a good loser.

And don't forget your Brahms
And your Bach and your
Beer.

Don't overexercise.

Sleep until noon.

Avoid paying credit cards
Or paying for anything on
Time.

Remember that there isn't a piece of
In this world over $50
(in 1977).

And if you have the ability to love
Love yourself first
But always be aware of the possibility of
Total defeat
Whether the reason for that defeat
Seems right or wrong —

An early taste of death is not necessarily
A bad thing.

Stay out of churches and bars and museums,
And like the spider be
Patient —
Time is everybody's cross,
Plus
Exile
Defeat
Treachery

All that dross.

Stay with the beer.

Beer is continuous blood.

A continuous lover.

Get a large typewriter
And as the footsteps go up and down
Outside your window

Hit that thing
Hit it hard

Make it a heavyweight fight

Make it the bull when he first charges in

And remember the old dogs
Who fought so well:
Hemingway, Celine, Dostoevsky, Hamsun.

If you think they didn't go crazy
In tiny rooms
Just like you're doing now

Without women
Without food
Without hope

Then you're not ready.

Drink more beer.
There's time.
And if there's not
That's all right
Too.

[Jeffbx]

It simply means that to be a good writer, you should enjoy living and enjoy writing - do what you like and write what you like.

[patonwelsh]

To write to be real you have to get down to the heart and what it wants, strip away all that you are supposed to think, and tell the truth your truth. With everything you have.