Charles Bukowski

(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994 / Andernach)

Consummation Of Grief - Poem by Charles Bukowski

I even hear the mountains
the way they laugh
up and down their blue sides
and down in the water
the fish cry
and the water
is their tears.
I listen to the water
on nights I drink away
and the sadness becomes so great
I hear it in my clock
it becomes knobs upon my dresser
it becomes paper on the floor
it becomes a shoehorn
a laundry ticket
it becomes
cigarette smoke
climbing a chapel of dark vines. . .
it matters little
very little love is not so bad
or very little life
what counts
is waiting on walls
I was born for this
I was born to hustle roses down the avenues of the dead.

Comments about Consummation Of Grief by Charles Bukowski

  • Gold Star - 16,279 Points Mohammed Asim Nehal (10/2/2015 2:16:00 PM)

    Amusing poem, he was a serious poet...........a relationship master and a perfectionist. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 12,749 Points Raymond Farrell (4/12/2015 9:44:00 PM)

    I was born to hustle roses down the avenues of the dead. Wow, that last line blows me away. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Greg Rob (12/24/2013 8:02:00 PM)

    Does anyone have an impression of what what counts is waiting on walls means. (Report) Reply

    Freshman - 687 Points Nick Kler (6/16/2015 9:44:00 PM)

    Courage to climb thin walls of Life and death and then wait.....being a hustler of death

  • Rookie Frank Grigonis (3/11/2013 6:24:00 PM)

    That last line hits hard. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Frank Grigonis (3/11/2013 6:23:00 PM)

    The parallelism of sentences and repitition of words replaces the need for traditional rhyme. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,092 Points Peter Stavropoulos (11/19/2009 7:01:00 PM)

    A beautiful poem from Bukowski. What a relief it is to have this man's work available for us to read. You can feel his humanity. A natural poet of the first order. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Tiffany T (3/20/2009 6:06:00 PM)

    Absolutely wow. It has really good imagery. Great job. :) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Robert Jackson (3/2/2008 4:12:00 PM)

    I recognize this man. He could be one of thousands of beautiful people i have seen and met and known on the streets. great poet (Report) Reply

  • Rookie m a r y (9/17/2005 10:15:00 PM)

    such beautiful lonliness (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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