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
bed

I am so very sorry for
my wife

she will see this
stiff
white
body
shake it once, then
maybe
again

"Hank!"
Hank won't
answer.

it's not my death that
worries me, it's my wife
left with this
pile of
nothing.

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

even the useless
arguments
were things
ever splendid

and the hard
words
I ever feared to
say
can now be
said:

I love
you.


Comments about Confession by Charles Bukowski

  • Robert Murray Smith (6/24/2017 6:48:00 AM)


    A beautiful poem where love is finally expressed. (Report) Reply

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  • Jazib Kamalvi (3/29/2017 12:03:00 AM)


    A good start. Carry on. Thanks (Report) Reply

  • Maakomele Manaka (3/28/2017 8:56:00 PM)


    there's a deep sense of self realization in the underlying tone of this poem, layered beneath the simple style of writing. The second last stanza is the essence of the poem. There's an explosion of revelation happing in those few line. Its that of an old man breaking chains from his past, and liberarating himself, and essentially confessing to how much his past had made him live in fear of being loved. And now at this stage in his life, he wishe he had said i love you. Bukowski has mastered tone. The last two lines of the poem, so unexpected, so simple, yet in context to the poem, they are explosive. The reader forgets how cliched and over used i love you is. It's a beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Jozef Neumann (8/16/2016 8:33:00 AM)


    Yeah. It's good it's been said though we never know whether it's too late (Report) Reply

  • Jozef Neumann (8/16/2016 8:19:00 AM)


    it's good it's been said though we never know whether it's too late (Report) Reply

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


    Ends superb, thank you (Report) Reply

  • (4/16/2016 10:04:00 PM)


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

  • 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 (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 (4/16/2016 12:26:00 PM)


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

  • (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 (4/16/2016 2:24:00 AM)


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

  • 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 (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 (5/8/2015 5:36:00 AM)


    Good (Report) Reply

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


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

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


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

  • 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

  • (12/21/2008 2:21:00 AM)


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

  • (2/8/2008 7:19:00 AM)


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

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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