air and light and time and space Poem by Charles Bukowski
air and light and time and space
'- you know, I've either had a family, a job, something
has always been in the
way
but now
I've sold my house, I've found this
place, a large studio, you should see the space and
the light.
for the first time in my life I'm going to have a place and
the time to
create.'
no baby, if you're going to create
you're going to create whether you work
16 hours a day in a coal mine
or
you're going to create in a small room with 3 children
while you're on
welfare,
you're going to create with part of your mind and your
body blown
away,
you're going to create blind
crippled
demented,
you're going to create with a cat crawling up your
back while
the whole city trembles in earthquakes, bombardment,
flood and fire.
baby, air and light and time and space
have nothing to do with it
and don't create anything
except maybe a longer life to find
new excuses
for.
Bukowski always means well. Even when he believed he didn't mean well, and was simply being mean. Those good intentions make him endearing. But he just got it so wrong so often. Sometimes when you scrape away the rot and maggots of the muscle from the bone even the bone is rotten. Often enough he found a firm skeleton to hang his observations on, but not this time. The bone is there, he's not off in left field, but it takes more than the will to create to be creative with what you have. If basic human needs are not met than the impulse to create cannot have high enough priority to be fulfilled. Yes, a self-destructive drunken sot can still be ingeniously genius, sometimes, but he also frequently controlled his circumstances without compromise to will his creations into existence. Personally, his poems will never be sufficient justification for the crap-ass way he treated people and led his life. Obviously, my priorities are different than his were.
How can you say always mean well and then say he treated people in a crap-ass way? You are wasting words. Bukowski says clearly that, if we have enough bread and a place to sleep, the creative will create SOMETHING, and the uncreative cannot, even if the environment is changed.
this reminds me of a conversation with a guy who invited me out to lunch to get me into amway. (i didn't know that was what he was going to do.) part of his spiel was that he always wanted to be a missionary but was too busy just making a living but with amway he'd have enough wealth to do it. sad, eh? -glen kappy
So true when you want to do so ething you will do it. You make time for what you think is important
you're going to create with part of your mind and your body blown away, you're going to create blind crippled demented, a great poem of Charles. tony
Nothing! ! ! Only going along with your labour. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Genesis of creativity identified in a superb manner reiterating that the urge of creativity can not be restrained in adverse circumstances and physical surroundings. A true modern thought worth poem of the day.
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4/24/2024 12:10:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
............beautifully thought provoking ★ to create we need space