Charles Bukowski

(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994 / Andernach)

Charles Bukowski Poems

121. The Last Days Of The Suicide Kid 1/14/2015
122. The Laughing Heart 12/30/2013
123. The Lucky Ones 1/3/2003
124. The Meek Shall Inherit The Earth 1/13/2003
125. The Night I Was Going To Die 1/13/2003
126. The Retreat 1/13/2003
127. The Shoelace 4/28/2011
128. The Shower 1/13/2003
129. The Sun Wields Mercy 1/1/2004
130. The Trash Men 3/31/2010
131. The Worst And The Best 1/13/2003
132. These Things 1/1/2004
133. This 1/13/2003
134. Three Oranges 1/13/2003
135. To The Whore Who Took My Poems 1/13/2003
136. Trapped 1/13/2003
137. Trashcan Lives 1/13/2003
138. Trollius And Trellises 3/31/2010
139. True 1/13/2003
140. True Story 1/13/2003
141. We Ain'T Got No Money, Honey, But We Got Rain 1/13/2003
142. What A Writer 1/1/2004
143. What Can We Do? 1/13/2003
144. Whats The Use Of A Title? 1/1/2004
145. Working Out 1/13/2003
146. Writing 1/13/2003
147. Yes Yes 1/13/2003
148. Young In New Orleans 1/3/2003
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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The Great Escape

listen, he said, you ever seen a bunch of crabs in a
bucket?
no, I told him.
well, what happens is that now and then one crab
will climb up on top of the others
and begin to climb toward the top of the bucket,
then, just as he's about to escape
another crab grabs him and pulls him back
down.

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