Charles Bukowski

(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994 / Andernach)

Confession - Poem by Charles Bukowski

waiting for death
like a cat
that will jump on the

I am so very sorry for
my wife

she will see this
shake it once, then

Hank won't

it's not my death that
worries me, it's my wife
left with this
pile of

I want to
let her know
that all the nights
beside her

even the useless
were things
ever splendid

and the hard
I ever feared to
can now be

I love

Comments about Confession by Charles Bukowski

  • Vaidyanathan Ram (4/20/2016 12:35:00 AM)

    Ends superb, thank you (Report) Reply

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  • * Sunprincess * (4/16/2016 10:04:00 PM)

    .....most amazing....true love means staying together until death ★ (Report) Reply

  • Susan Williams Susan Williams (4/16/2016 4:11:00 PM)

    He is probably the most head-on gritty truth-bearing unapologetic writer I have ever had the privilege to read. His world is a harsh world of abusive fathers, abusive husbands, abusive mothers, abusive wives- -he gives no one a gender pass. Perhaps the narrator really did love the woman- perhaps his definition of love is sorely deficient. Well-worth reading, pondering, arguing over. (Report) Reply

  • Francis Lynch Francis Lynch (4/16/2016 3:30:00 PM)

    Trite and simple. A cat waiting to pound on a bed is a poor image of death. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis Edward Kofi Louis (4/16/2016 12:26:00 PM)

    I am so very sorry for my wife. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • Ratnakar Mandlik (4/16/2016 4:36:00 AM)

    Most delicate emotions unfolded through a web of words woven with great expertise. Hats off. (Report) Reply

  • Anil Kumar Panda Anil Kumar Panda (4/16/2016 2:24:00 AM)

    So nice. It is the reality when one passed away. (Report) Reply

  • Alem Hailu G/kristos Alem Hailu G/kristos (4/16/2016 1:07:00 AM)

    Before we run out of time we must learn to be considerate to each other.We forget it though.Such a poem nudge us from our slumber! (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal Mohammed Asim Nehal (10/2/2015 2:14:00 PM)

    Wonderful poem......When they are with us we seldom care about when they leave we seldom forget them........ (Report) Reply

  • Nishu Sharma Nishu Sharma (5/8/2015 5:36:00 AM)

    Good (Report) Reply

  • Mark Arvizu Mark Arvizu (4/14/2015 8:58:00 AM)

    Death frees him to express what he really wants to say. (Report) Reply

  • Irena Markovic Irena Markovic (7/3/2012 6:49:00 PM)

    Just... brilliant... (Report) Reply

  • Jonny Brackney Jonny Brackney (12/15/2011 10:11:00 AM)

    Yes, there is a kindness stored away in Bukowski. As he reveals in his poem 'Bluebird' which is my favorite poem from him. (Report) Reply

  • Fake Name (12/21/2008 2:21:00 AM)

    I know, Jefffff. We come for the lonliness but stayt for the... (Report) Reply

  • Nomi Mas (2/8/2008 7:19:00 AM)

    from the heart. the best confession afterall (Report) Reply

  • J P Klegg (7/13/2005 4:40:00 PM)

    Then he goes and writes something sweet like this? ? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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