An Almost Made Up Poem Poem by Charles Bukowski

An Almost Made Up Poem

Rating: 3.7

I see you drinking at a fountain with tiny
blue hands, no, your hands are not tiny
they are small, and the fountain is in France
where you wrote me that last letter and
I answered and never heard from you again.
you used to write insane poems about
ANGELS AND GOD, all in upper case, and you
knew famous artists and most of them
were your lovers, and I wrote back, it' all right,
go ahead, enter their lives, I' not jealous
because we' never met. we got close once in
New Orleans, one half block, but never met, never
touched. so you went with the famous and wrote
about the famous, and, of course, what you found out
is that the famous are worried about
their fame - not the beautiful young girl in bed
with them, who gives them that, and then awakens
in the morning to write upper case poems about
ANGELS AND GOD. we know God is dead, they' told
us, but listening to you I wasn' sure. maybe
it was the upper case. you were one of the
best female poets and I told the publishers,
editors, ' her, print her, she' mad but she'
magic. there' no lie in her fire.' I loved you
like a man loves a woman he never touches, only
writes to, keeps little photographs of. I would have
loved you more if I had sat in a small room rolling a
cigarette and listened to you piss in the bathroom,
but that didn' happen. your letters got sadder.
your lovers betrayed you. kid, I wrote back, all
lovers betray. it didn' help. you said
you had a crying bench and it was by a bridge and
the bridge was over a river and you sat on the crying
bench every night and wept for the lovers who had
hurt and forgotten you. I wrote back but never
heard again. a friend wrote me of your suicide
3 or 4 months after it happened. if I had met you
I would probably have been unfair to you or you
to me. it was best like this.

An Almost Made Up Poem
Lee Crowell 02 May 2009

in my humble opinion there's only one person who ever wrote a poem, his name is Bukowski all the rest, and I mean all, are wannabes

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Jesse Weaver 06 November 2008

While you insult each other I guess I'll read this nice poem again.

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Lauren Michaels 09 May 2008

What is wrong with some of you people? Nice but too long? Thats the most ridiculous thing I've ever encountered. Its not nice, its beautiful, raw and real and honest. To read this and say 'nice poem but too long' I can't even comprehend. And who cares about whats written on bathroom walls? Bukowski probably would have writen on bathroom walls buts its could never just be the writing on bathroom walls. Thats not what this is, its poetry and incredible poetry. How come this is a poem? Why would you try to minimise what poetry is by giving it boundaries? Whats Happening Here? !

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Emaan Mir 08 January 2015


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Byron Crosby 01 March 2010

So powerful, so incredibly powerful. It's the kind of raw beauty that is pure Bukowski. Brilliant darkness.

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Ria bird 26 October 2020

It’s soo sad... anyway amazing

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Ria bird 26 October 2020

It’s soo sad... anyway amazing

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Ankwasa Harlord 17 August 2020

Wonderful piece I have really grown a second hair in this

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The Road 16 February 2020

What has ever been fair in life. Mr. Shake the Sphere.

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Mirela Athanas 14 July 2019

Superb, only he could write this...almost..

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