BLOG 261: HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHARLES BUKOWSKI!

It would have been Charles Bukowski’s 97th birthday today, and I wish to celebrate the life of my favourite poet with… [drumroll] a poem.

In a previous blog I shared my favourite poem with you – The Bluebird by Charles Bukowski. Today, I’m sharing another one of my favourites. This poem is called ‘Raw with Love’¬†and it’s from his collection¬†What Matters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire.

Let me know what you think of this piece, and remember to share your favourite Bukowski poems in the comments below.


Raw With Love

little dark girl with
kind eyes
when it comes time to
use the knife
I won’t flinch and
i won’t blame
you,
as I drive along the shore alone
as the palms wave,
the ugly heavy palms,
as the living does not arrive
as the dead do not leave,
i won’t blame you,
instead
i will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
me,
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
sleeping
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh
again.
little dark girl with kind eyes
you have no
knife. the knife is
mine and i won’t use it
yet.

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