reading Bukowski ( 2 )
scan by dsnake1
what matters is still being here in
this kitchen with my small radio, this
rolled cigarette and
with a two-foot stack of fresh blue
laundry.
I'm sure I've sprayed
the last of the roaches and
what matters is that this tabletop
is littered with new poems.
two drunks fight in the apartment
to the rear, the cats walk
up and down the courtyard
and around the corner
girls sit in massage parlor
doorways
dreaming of love.
excerpts from "luck from a kitchen" by Charles Bukowski.
“Some people never go crazy, What truly horrible lives they must live” : Charles Bukowski
6 Comments:
the man was a genious
and btw, i came home from vacation sooner than planned. it was too cold to enjoy, especially the sea.
interesting poetry
bukowski always found the right words
turned the mundane into the magical
thanks
polona,
yes, the man was a genius, though some might beg to differ.
Aww, you have to cut short your holidays, but it will be sooner for us to read your poems. :)
hi andrew,
yes, interesting poetry. like floots said, he can turn the mundane into the magical.
floots,
spot on, my friend! :)
on one of your posts, there was a pic of some of his books on a shelf. i wanted to comment but when i returned, it "disappeared". :)
Thanks. I need to look him up again!
gautami,
you are welcome!
you won't be disappointed.
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