Charles Bukowski

(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994 / Andernach)

Charles Bukowski Poems

1. A 340 Dollar Horse And A Hundred Dollar Whore 3/31/2010
2. The Great Escape 4/5/2016
3. Beasts Bounding Through Time 3/19/2016
4. No help for that 4/27/2015
5. For The Foxes 11/26/2014
6. On The Fire Suicides Of The Buddhists 1/13/2015
7. The Last Days Of The Suicide Kid 1/14/2015
8. My Cats 1/8/2015
9. Trollius And Trellises 3/31/2010
10. Hell Is A Lonely Place 2/9/2015
11. air and light and time and space 2/10/2016
12. The Trash Men 3/31/2010
13. The Japanese Wife 3/31/2010
14. German 3/31/2010
15. Goading The Muse 3/31/2010
16. I Am Visited By An Editor And A Poet 3/31/2010
17. So You Want To Be A Writer 3/23/2015
18. New Mexico 1/13/2003
19. Gas 3/31/2010
20. Magical Mystery Tour 1/3/2003
21. The German Hotel 1/3/2003
22. The Sun Wields Mercy 1/1/2004
23. Small Conversation In The Afternoon With John Fante 1/3/2003
24. Mama 1/13/2003
25. Marina 1/13/2003
26. One Thirty-Six A.M. 1/3/2003
27. Out Of The Arm Of One Love... 1/13/2003
28. Paris 1/3/2003
29. Short Order 1/13/2003
30. The Laughing Heart 12/30/2013
31. The Meek Shall Inherit The Earth 1/13/2003
32. Revolt In The Ranks 1/13/2003
33. Hemingway Never Did This 3/31/2010
34. The Shoelace 4/28/2011
35. Hooray Say The Roses 1/13/2003
36. The Retreat 1/13/2003
37. Sleep 1/13/2003
38. Luck 1/13/2003
39. The Blackbirds Are Rough Today 1/3/2003
40. Show Biz 1/13/2003

Comments about Charles Bukowski

  • C.J. R (4/11/2018 9:18:00 AM)

    To Mar Mad, the poem you called Go all the way is titled The Laughing Heart in this list

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  • Mar Mad Mar Mad (8/12/2017 6:10:00 PM)

    Why this one's not included in his poem list?

    Go all the way - Charles Bukowski

    “If you're going to try, go all the way.

    Otherwise, don't even start.

    This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. I

    t could mean not eating for three or four days.

    It could mean freezing on a park bench.

    It could mean jail.

    It could mean derision.

    It could mean mockery- isolation.

    Isolation is the gift.

    All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it.

    And, you'll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds.

    And it will be better than anything else you can imagine.

    If you're going to try, go all the way.

    There is no other feeling like that.

    You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire.

    You will ride life straight to perfect laughter.

    It's the only good fight there is.”

  • Nick Kler Nick Kler (3/3/2017 10:36:00 AM)

    @Georgios Venetopoulos
    Poetry is beyond any religion or a language. It has no language or boundaries, yet, it speaks to your soul. Intoxication or sobriety are just your current state of mind. Poetry comes from some far and forgotten land. I just never could understand those that love to criticize, just for the sake of it. Something in his writings pulled you here, made you stay, had you spend time writing No matter how positive or negative because that don't matter. The fact is that he pulled you towards himself, had you spend time, reading him and writing about him. He succeeded in his quest....

  • Alix Mangerian Alix Mangerian (1/5/2017 2:48:00 PM)

    The criticism of Bukowski made me laugh. It rather reminded me of Samuel Johnson criticizing the metaphysical poets: Make sense, dammit!

    Thanks for brightening my day!

  • Georgios Venetopoulos Georgios Venetopoulos (7/13/2016 12:35:00 AM)

    Bukowski is not a poet. He composes under the influence (intoxicated actually) and his writes are illogical and hellish, byproducts of his besotted thinking. Then, his devotees spend millions of minutes to exalt and explain his grandness in arbitrary compositions of ideas which follow the philosophy of whatever. Bukowski does not comprehend what 'verse means', his knowledge of the English language is elementary, his grammar is faulty but overall he manages to create an army of admirers who drink like him, compose like him and spit at the world like him.

  • Is It Poetry James Mclain Is It Poetry James Mclain (6/6/2016 6:20:00 PM)

    Dirty Dog - Poem by Is It Poetry

    His dirty dog kept
    moving on.
    Pissing on what he liked,
    but never owned.
    He knows they won't
    like it either.
    So they throw it out.
    A dog, 'Bukowski' owned.


    Is It Poetry

  • John Davis (5/23/2016 12:15:00 PM)

    I love Bukowski. The nearest poet I've found to his style is a guy called Jim Sparx. He has a website called bullet2theskull.

  • Thomas Case Thomas Case (12/20/2015 9:43:00 PM)

    a genius and a fantastic poet. He takes the mundane and makes it a dark thrill ride.

  • R G Fritz R G Fritz (11/1/2015 10:41:00 PM)

    It is strange, Bukowski swears by his alcohol to create his art. He NEVER wrote without it. Dylan Thomas, however, never drank when he worked. I suppose everybody's creative process is different. I chain smoke when I write. I wonder if anyone else does...

  • Denis Mair Denis Mair (9/7/2015 5:50:00 PM)

    Does anyone know where to find Bukowski's poem about watching a bullfight on television in a bar? An ordinary barroom afternoon, desultory conversation, desultory TV gazing, and then suddenly he is gripped and gut-wrenched by this ritual of death.

Best Poem of Charles Bukowski

A Smile To Remember

we had goldfish and they circled around and around
in the bowl on the table near the heavy drapes
covering the picture window and
my mother, always smiling, wanting us all
to be happy, told me, 'be happy Henry!'
and she was right: it's better to be happy if you
can
but my father continued to beat her and me several times a week while
raging inside his 6-foot-two frame because he couldn't
understand what was attacking him from within.

my mother, poor fish,
wanting to be happy, beaten two or three times a
week, telling me to be happy: 'Henry, ...

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Rhyming Poem

the goldfish sing all night with guitars,
and the whores go down with the stars,
the whores go down with the stars

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