Charles Bukowski

(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994 / Andernach)

A Radio With Guts - Poem by Charles Bukowski

it was on the 2nd floor on Coronado Street
I used to get drunk
and throw the radio through the window
while it was playing, and, of course,
it would break the glass in the window
and the radio would sit there on the roof
still playing
and I'd tell my woman,
"Ah, what a marvelous radio!"
the next morning I'd take the window
off the hinges
and carry it down the street
to the glass man
who would put in another pane.
I kept throwing that radio through the window
each time I got drunk
and it would sit there on the roof
still playing-
a magic radio
a radio with guts,
and each morning I'd take the window
back to the glass man.
I don't remember how it ended exactly
though I do remember
we finally moved out.
there was a woman downstairs who worked in
the garden in her bathing suit,
she really dug with that trowel
and she put her behind up in the air
and I used to sit in the window
and watch the sun shine all over that thing
while the music played.

Comments about A Radio With Guts by Charles Bukowski

  • Silver Star - 4,414 Points Smoky Hoss (1/26/2015 6:19:00 PM)

    Good thing he threw that radio out the window so he'd be able to stick his head out and get a better look. Good thing that radio was so tough, so he could do it again and again. Wise that old Bukowski was. (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 7,657 Points Eric Ericson (11/22/2014 8:45:00 PM)

    I find this poem interesting. If you change the form and punctuation, It would be good prose. this is true with much of free form. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 11,360 Points Frank Avon (9/15/2014 10:39:00 PM)

    This sounds more like the Bukowski I know than the poems of his I just read. It also is considerably less accomplished as poetry. But amusing. He must write better when he's sadder. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 184 Points Brian Jani (7/5/2014 3:38:00 PM)

    Radio with guts, very captivating lines in this poem here. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Rebecca Lytle (6/24/2014 11:40:00 PM)

    I deeply hate the audio and hope the person responsible for it dies very, very soon. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 45,087 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (5/12/2014 4:37:00 AM)

    A very good poem of personal entertainment and throwing the radio through the window and taking back in the following day nice. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 5,266 Points Vishal Sharma (4/1/2013 11:16:00 AM)

    entertaining one...nice (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Duck R (4/1/2013 11:00:00 AM)

    What type of poem is this? (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Justin Gonzalez (12/9/2012 3:21:00 AM)

    Charles Bukowski, the rock star of poets. I LOVE this guy! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Tai Chi Italy (10/31/2008 9:13:00 PM)

    lol loved this, when you were funny charles, can't imagine a muffin in the air without it charles! lol Wonderful work, I love radio with guts is my radar! sincronicity is my beauty....Yahoo henrietta? Nah! Tai lol warming to charlie (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Nomi Mas (2/8/2008 7:09:00 AM)

    heard him read that on one of his recordings, its just beautiful, you just know he did that, soooo Bukoswski! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Walter Durk (9/18/2007 8:16:00 PM)

    This is undoubtedly one of my favorites. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie A. Todd. Perkins (4/11/2006 12:25:00 PM)

    I think I used to live next door to this guy! LOL (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 3 Points J P Klegg (7/4/2005 7:25:00 PM)

    Laughing out loud at the end of this one too. (Report) Reply

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Read poems about / on: woman, magic, remember, music, sun, time, women, work

Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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