I Am Visited By An Editor And A Poet (Charles Bukowski Poems)
I had just won $115 from the headshakers and was naked upon my bed listening to an opera by one ...
I had just won $115 from the headshakers and was naked upon my bed listening to an opera by one ...
The criminal of other daysWas tortured in outlandish ways;Upon the rack they'd break his backOr at the stake they'd burn ...
As an American traveler I have to remember not to get actionably mad about the way things are around here. ...
Shall Virginia sleep onTill her liberties are gone?Shall the plottings of her foesGo unchecked beneath her nose?Can she, unresisting, seeWomen ...
Tonight my children hunch Toward their Western, and are glad As, with a Sunday punch, The Good casts out the ...
The skin ripples over my body like moon-wooed water, rearing to escape me. Where could it find another animal as ...
WHEN Lawyers strive to heal a breach, And Parsons practise what they preach; Then Little Boney he'll pounce down, And ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
EVERYTHING is jazz: snails, jails, rails, tails, males, females, snow-white cotton bales. Knee-bone, thigh, hip-bone. Jazz slips you percussion bone ...
From all the Jails the Boys and Girls Ecstatically leap -- Beloved only Afternoon That Prison doesn't keep They storm ...
during my worst times on the park benches in the jails or living with whores I always had this certain ...
LONG life, my Lord, an' health be yours, Unskaithed by hunger'd Highland boors; Lord grant me nae duddie, desperate beggar, ...
the lady has me temporarily off the bottle and now the pecker stands up better. however, things change overnight-- instead ...
in the hospitals and jails it's the worst in madhouses it's the worst in penthouses it's the worst in skid ...
After Death nothing is, and nothing, death, The utmost limit of a gasp of breath. Let the ambitious zealot lay ...
1 O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds! Such join'd unended links, each hook'd ...
The Sun, who never stops to dine, Two hours had pass'd the mid-way line, And driving at his usual rate, ...
There was a saviour Rarer than radium, Commoner than water, crueller than truth; Children kept from the sun Assembled at ...
I DON'T know how he came, shambling, dark, and strong. He stood in the city and told men: My people ...
(For S. A.)TO write one book in five years or five books in one year, to be the painter and ...
My friends without shields walk on the target It is late the windows are breaking My friends without shoes leave ...
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