Charles Bukowski

(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994 / Andernach)

Charles Bukowski Poems

41. The Icecream People 1/13/2003
42. Crucifix In A Deathhand 3/31/2010
43. Poem For My 43rd Birthday 1/13/2003
44. Short Order 1/13/2003
45. On Going Back To The Street After Viewing An Art Show 1/13/2003
46. Luck 1/13/2003
47. The Worst And The Best 1/13/2003
48. Love &Amp; Fame &Amp; Death 1/13/2003
49. The Shoelace 4/28/2011
50. True Story 1/13/2003
51. The Retreat 1/13/2003
52. What Can We Do? 1/13/2003
53. The House 1/13/2003
54. Something For The Touts, The Nuns, The Grocery Clerks, And You . . . 1/13/2003
55. Working Out 1/13/2003
56. Show Biz 1/13/2003
57. Jane Icin (For Jane - In Turkish) 1/13/2003
58. Hooray Say The Roses 1/13/2003
59. Trashcan Lives 1/13/2003
60. Three Oranges 1/13/2003
61. Now 1/13/2003
62. Paris 1/3/2003
63. The Great Slob 1/3/2003
64. The Night I Was Going To Die 1/13/2003
65. No. 6 1/13/2003
66. Trapped 1/13/2003
67. So Now? 1/13/2003
68. Here I Am ... 1/13/2003
69. My Computer 1/3/2003
70. Writing 1/13/2003
71. What A Writer 1/1/2004
72. The Lucky Ones 1/3/2003
73. Sleep 1/13/2003
74. Gamblers All 1/3/2003
75. Young In New Orleans 1/3/2003
76. These Things 1/1/2004
77. My Groupie 1/13/2003
78. It's Ours 1/1/2004
79. Poetry 1/13/2003
80. Shoes 1/13/2003

Comments about Charles Bukowski

  • Nicole Smith (11/11/2014 11:47:00 AM)

    Hoping you'll be able to help me.
    My friends favourite quote is we are all searching for someone whose demons plays well with ours. and I have not been able to find if this is from a Bukowski book or poem. Would anyone be able to help me?

    Many thanks! !
    -Nicole

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  • Dan Reynolds Dan Reynolds (9/23/2014 7:32:00 AM)

    You show some promise, but the archaic language lets you down. Try to read some good contemporary poets and expand your thoughts without the restriction of form.

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    He's the type of man, after the meal's ate, the children are to bed, you bring out a gallon of whiskey, and drink till sun-up, and hope to God, you've absorbed enough of that night from him to last a lifetime! !

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  • Vineet Chhikara Vineet Chhikara (5/27/2013 1:42:00 AM)

    Have a look at my poems... and rate them... i am sure you will like them.... :)

  • Anna Kulpa (2/6/2013 6:44:00 AM)

    I grow to believe that a perfection leads to nowhere. Sometimes you must surrender. His imperfection is my shelter

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  • Swagger Mcjagger (1/9/2013 8:43:00 AM)

    I like how he writes poems

  • Justin Gonzalez Justin Gonzalez (12/9/2012 3:49:00 AM)

    As a poet, as a writer, as a human being, I have to confess that Charles Bukowski has been a BIG influence on me. If he never existed, I'd probably be completely lost (or maybe I'd BE Charles Bukowski, who knows... and who cares) . Some people have Jesus, some people have John Lennon, I have Charles Bukowski.

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, ...

Read the full of A Smile To Remember

The Retreat

this time has finished me.

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