How Is Your Heart? (Charles Bukowski Poem)
during my worst times on the park benches in the jails or living with whores I always had this certain ...
during my worst times on the park benches in the jails or living with whores I always had this certain ...
drunk again at 3 a.m. at the end of my 2nd bottle of wine, I have typed from a dozen ...
either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when i was a young man I felt these things were dumb,unsophisticated. ...
This is not my home. How did I get so far from water? It must be over that way somewhere. ...
Here is a coast; here is a harbor; here, after a meager diet of horizon, is some scenery: impractically shaped ...
The rain has stopped. The waterfall will roar like that all night. I have come out to take a walk ...
For John Malcolm Brinnin and Bill Read: Duxbury It was cold and windy, scarcely the day to take a walk ...
In Worcester, Massachusetts, I went with Aunt Consuelo to keep her dentist's appointment and sat and waited for her in ...
Inheritance. I wasn't raised to call myself Black, Indian, Chinese-- "You're human," said my parents. That was all. By the ...
I don't know man trust is a precious thing a kind of humility Offer it to a snake and get ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
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 ...
from Senlin: A Biography It is morning, Senlin says, and in the morning When the light drips through the shutters ...
Little Cowboy, what have you heard, Up on the lonely rath's green mound? Only the plaintive yellow bird Sighing in ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
A little kingdom I possess where thoughts and feelings dwell, And very hard I find the task of governing it ...
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
Lo giorno se n'andava, e l'aere bruno toglieva li animai che sono in terra da le fatiche loro; e io ...
I said I will find what is lowly and put the roots of my identity down there: each day I'll ...
I have a life that did not become, that turned aside and stopped, astonished: I hold it in me like ...
The first of the undecoded messages read: "Popeye sits in thunder, Unthought of. From that shoebox of an apartment, From ...
I taught myself to live simply and wisely, to look at the sky and pray to God, and to wander ...
You thought I was that type: That you could forget me, And that I'd plead and weep And throw myself ...
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
Yad Mordechai. Those who fell here still look out the windows like sick children who are not allowed outside to ...
A night drive to Ein Yahav in the Arava Desert, a drive in the rain. Yes, in the rain. There ...
If I forget thee, Jerusalem, Then let my right be forgotten. Let my right be forgotten, and my left remember. ...
You mustn't show weakness and you've got to have a tan. But sometimes I feel like the thin veils of ...
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