A Man (Charles Bukowski Poem)
George was lying in his trailer, flat on his back, watching a small portable T.V. His dinner dishes were undone, ...
George was lying in his trailer, flat on his back, watching a small portable T.V. His dinner dishes were undone, ...
he came to the door one night wet thin beaten and terrorized a white cross-eyed tailless cat I took him ...
she's young, she said, but look at me, I have pretty ankles, and look at my wrists, I have pretty ...
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
We'd rather have the iceberg than the ship, although it meant the end of travel. Although it stood stock-still like ...
At six o'clock we were waiting for coffee, waiting for coffee and the charitable crumb that was going to be ...
Love's the boy stood on the burning deck trying to recite "The boy stood on the burning deck." Love's the ...
Although it is a cold evening, down by one of the fishhouses an old man sits netting, his net, in ...
In the cold, cold parlor my mother laid out Arthur beneath the chromographs: Edward, Prince of Wales, with Princess Alexandra, ...
I dreamed that dead, and meditating, I lay upon a grave, or bed, (at least, some cold and close-built bower). ...
LEAVE me a little while alone, Here at his grave that still is strown With crumbling flower and wreath; The ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
You read-what is it, then that you are reading? What music moves so silently in your mind? Your bright hand ...
Of what she said to me that night-no matter. The strange thing came next day. My brain was full of ...
Well,-it was two days after my husband died- Two days! And the earth still raw above him. And I was ...
She turned her head on the pillow, and cried once more. And drawing a shaken breath, and closing her eyes, ...
Over the darkened city, the city of towers, The city of a thousand gates, Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the ...
More towers must yet be built-more towers destroyed- Great rocks hoisted in air; And he must seek his bread in ...
1 Senlin sat before us and we heard him. He smoked his pipe before us and we saw him. Was ...
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
The yard half a yard, half a lake blue as a corpse. The lake will tell things you long to ...
Gray, gray is Abbey Assaroe, by Belashanny town, It has neither door nor window, the walls are broken down; The ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Oh! a bare, brown rock Stood up in the sea, The waves at its feet Dancing merrily. A little bubble ...
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente, per me si va ne l'etterno dolore, per me si va tra ...
I said I will find what is lowly and put the roots of my identity down there: each day I'll ...
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
Do not cry for me, Mother, seeing me in the grave. I This greatest hour was hallowed and thandered By ...
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
God-Full-of-Mercy, the prayer for the dead. If God was not full of mercy, Mercy would have been in the world, ...
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