A Challenge To The Dark (Charles Bukowski Poem)
shot in the eye shot in the brain shot in the ass shot like a flower in the dance amazing ...
shot in the eye shot in the brain shot in the ass shot like a flower in the dance amazing ...
I A washing hangs upon the line, but it's not mine. None of the things that I can see belong ...
On the unbreathing sides of hills they play, a specklike girl and boy, alone, but near a specklike house. The ...
Now can you see the monument? It is of wood built somewhat like a box. No. Built like several boxes ...
The rain has stopped. The waterfall will roar like that all night. I have come out to take a walk ...
Now do I know that Love is blind, for I Can see no beauty on this beauteous earth, No life, ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
In early morning twilight, raw and chill, Damp vapours brooding on the barren hill, Through miles of mire in steady ...
Doleful was the land, Dull on, every side, Neither soft n'or grand, Barren, bleak, and wide; Nothing look'd with love; ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente, per me si va ne l'etterno dolore, per me si va tra ...
I know if I find you I will have to leave the earth and go on out over the sea ...
When I was young the silk of my mind hard as a peony head unfurled and wind bloomed the parachute: ...
All afternoon the tree shadows, accelerating, lengthened till sunset shot them black into infinity: next morning darkness returned from the ...
And the just man trailed God's shining agent, over a black mountain, in his giant track, while a restless voice ...
All night the army came up from Gilgal To get to the killing field, and that's all. In the ground, ...
A man doesn't have time in his life to have time for everything. He doesn't have seasons enough to have ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn-evening. The field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither'd leaves, and the elms, Fade ...
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
All those times I was bored out of my mind. Holding the log while he sawed it. Holding the string ...
The night has been long, The wound has been deep, The pit has been dark, And the walls have been ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife, Friend o' my muse, friend o' my life, Are ye as idle's I am? ...
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