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Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski

one for the old boy

he was just a
cat
cross-eyed,
dirty white
with pale blue eyes
 
won’t bore you with his
history
just to say
he had much bad luck
and was a good old
guy
and he died
like people die
like elephants die
like rats die
like flowers die
like water evaporates and
the wind stops blowing
 
the lungs gave out
last Monday.
now he’s in the rose
garden
and I’ve heard a
stirring march
playing for him
inside of me
which I know
not many
but some of you
would like to
 
know
about.
 
that’s
all.

#AmericanWriters #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned

Altre opere di Charles Bukowski...
first poem back

64 days and nights in that place, chemotherapy, antibiotics, blood running into the catheter. leukemia.
 2
On The Circuit

it was up in San Francisco after my poetry reading. it had been a nice crowd I had gotten my money I had this place upstairs
for they had things to say

the canaries were there, and the l… and the old woman with warts; and I was there, a child and I touched the piano keys as they talked—
millionaires

you no faces no faces at all laughing at nothing—
Ham on Rye: 3

My father had two brothers. The younger was named Ben and the older was named John. Both were alcoholics and ne’er-do-wells. My parents often spoke of them. “Neither of them amount to a...
German bar

had lost the last race big somebody had stolen my coat could feel the flu coming on and my tires were low. I went in to get a
Bee’s 5th

I heard it first while screwing a… who had the biggest box in Scranton. I listened to it again as I wrote… to my mother
the lisp

had her for 3 units and at mid-term she’d read off how many assignment… stories had been turned in:
Beerbottle

a very miraculous thing just happe… my beerbottle flipped over backwar… and landed on its bottom on the fl… and I have set it upon the table t… but the photos were not so lucky t…
 1
the American Flag Shirt

now more and more all these people running around wearing the American Flag Shirt and it was more or less once assum… think but I’m not sure)
 1
artist

all of a sudden I’m a painter. a girl from Galveston gives me $50 for a painting of a man holding a candycane while floating in a darkened sky.
Consummation of Grief

I even hear the mountains the way they laugh up and down their blue sides and down in the water the fish cry
 2
For Jane

225 days under grass and you know more than I. they have long taken your blood, you are a dry stick in a basket. is this how it works?
 2
Women: 90

The next day was Saturday and Debra cooked us breakfast. “Are you coming antique hunting with us today?” We ate in silence for a while, then she said, “I liked your reading at The Lance...
small conversation in the afternoon with John Fante

he said, “I was working in Hollyw… working in Hollywood and he was the worst: he was too drunk to sta… end of the afternoon and so I had… into a taxi



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