Charles Bukowski

(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994 / Andernach)

Charles Bukowski Poems

81. Magical Mystery Tour 1/3/2003
82. Luck 1/13/2003
83. Love &Amp; Fame &Amp; Death 1/13/2003
84. Let It Enfold You 1/1/2004
85. Layover 1/13/2003
86. Jane Icin (For Jane - In Turkish) 1/13/2003
87. It's Ours 1/1/2004
88. It Was Just A Little While Ago 1/3/2003
89. I'M In Love 1/13/2003
90. I Met A Genius 1/13/2003
91. I Made A Mistake 1/13/2003
92. I Like Your Books 1/3/2003
93. I Am Visited By An Editor And A Poet 3/31/2010
94. How Is Your Heart? 1/13/2003
95. Hot 1/13/2003
96. Hooray Say The Roses 1/13/2003
97. His Wife, The Painter 1/13/2003
98. Here I Am ... 1/13/2003
99. Hemingway Never Did This 3/31/2010
100. Hello, How Are You? 1/3/2003
101. Hell Is A Lonely Place 2/9/2015
102. Having The Flu And With Nothing Else To Do 1/3/2003
103. Goading The Muse 3/31/2010
104. Girl In A Miniskirt Reading The Bible Outside My Window 1/13/2003
105. German 3/31/2010
106. Gas 3/31/2010
107. Gamblers All 1/3/2003
108. Friends Within The Darkness 1/1/2004
109. Freedom 1/1/2004
110. For The Foxes 11/26/2014
111. For Jane: With All The Love I Had, Which Was Not Enough: 1/1/2004
112. For Jane 1/13/2003
113. Flophouse 1/13/2003
114. Finished? 1/3/2003
115. Finish 1/13/2003
116. Eulogy To A Hell Of A Dame 1/1/2004
117. Eat Your Heart Out 1/13/2003
118. Decline 1/13/2003
119. Death Wants More Death 1/13/2003
120. Cut While Shaving 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Charles Bukowski

A Smile To Remember

we had goldfish and they circled around and around
in the bowl on the table near the heavy drapes
covering the picture window and
my mother, always smiling, wanting us all
to be happy, told me, 'be happy Henry!'
and she was right: it's better to be happy if you
can
but my father continued to beat her and me several times a week while
raging inside his 6-foot-two frame because he couldn't
understand what was attacking him from within.

my mother, poor fish,
wanting to be happy, beaten two or three times a
week, telling me to be happy: 'Henry, ...

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Trashcan Lives

the wind blows hard tonight

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