Charles Bukowski

(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994 / Andernach)

To The Whore Who Took My Poems - Poem by Charles Bukowski

some say we should keep personal remorse from the
poem,
stay abstract, and there is some reason in this,
but jezus;
twelve poems gone and I don't keep carbons and you have
my
paintings too, my best ones; its stifling:
are you trying to crush me out like the rest of them?
why didn't you take my money? they usually do
from the sleeping drunken pants sick in the corner.
next time take my left arm or a fifty
but not my poems:
I'm not Shakespeare
but sometime simply
there won't be any more, abstract or otherwise;
there'll always be mony and whores and drunkards
down to the last bomb,
but as God said,
crossing his legs,
I see where I have made plenty of poets
but not so very much
poetry.


Comments about To The Whore Who Took My Poems by Charles Bukowski

  • P. Mason (12/21/2016 8:50:00 PM)

    Yup
    Clearly Bukowski is writing from experience here, and rather nicely I think. There is so much pain in his work, so much that is personal that I am drawn to it like a moth to a flame. And we'll all burn in hell together. (Report) Reply

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  • Eve T.m.c. (11/14/2016 12:47:00 PM)


    Stealing is stealing and also plagerism, I once was at a different poetry site when I saw that this woman so called wrote a poem but she stole it off a well known poem and changed a few words. This poem you wrote is what I call pure poetry written from you graceful hands Charles. thank you for sharing. I firmly believe in all that you wrote. (Report) Reply

  • Lotlot Diaz (6/14/2016 3:16:00 AM)


    Hello your such a wonderful poet. Hope you to be my friend. Im already a fan of you. Thanks (Report) Reply

  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (4/18/2016 5:31:00 AM)


    next time take my left arm or a fifty
    but not my poems:
    I'm not Shakespeare
    but sometime simply
    there won't be any more, abstract or otherwise;
    there'll always be mony and whores and drunkards
    down to the last bomb,

    A very nice poem.
    Thank you poet.
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  • Thayne Tuason (3/29/2016 2:38:00 AM)


    Once I wrote to Viggo Mortensen for a couple years. Multi-volume sets were burned- the only copies- as hearts and minds wandered lost in deserts without water, pleading with mirages- so I definitely feel for Charles and his whole whore situation. (Report) Reply

  • Vincent Bayer (2/2/2016 12:28:00 PM)


    Ahh yes! writing from experience is poetry in its purest form! ! (Report) Reply

  • Ernest Makuakua (1/12/2016 4:55:00 AM)


    wow i'm inspired truly great piece (Report) Reply

  • Mark Arvizu (10/26/2015 9:27:00 AM)


    Sometimes you forget a poem as fast as you wrote it. (Report) Reply

  • Akachukwu Lekwauwa (6/9/2015 9:20:00 AM)


    I can't imagine how I will feel if someone stole my poetry booklet. I am happy to only imagine and not to experience it (Report) Reply

  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (5/21/2015 1:35:00 AM)


    Buk! Although I admit not being an avid accolador of your verse...I like this...Can ya' 'ere me now, Buk? ! I said, I LIKE THIS PARTICULAR POEM OF YOURS...Furthermore, if this be a true life storyline, I owe ya more reads as I thought I knew a good deal 'bout your life, but never knew 'bout the hijacking uv yer' quillings....BTW: Last 3 lines, unfortunately...all too true...10-4 Buk! ~FjR~ (Report) Reply

  • (9/25/2009 1:36:00 PM)


    chinaski you are missed... (Report) Reply

  • (10/2/2008 10:02:00 AM)


    from the heart and guts.the only poem i've ever given a 10 to on here.And the image of God crossing his legs and lamenting the lack of poetry, is one that will live with me and very apt. (Report) Reply

  • (10/27/2007 8:56:00 PM)


    Stealing poetry is the same as destroying it, it's as much a part of you as anything else. An great poem, brilliantly written. (Report) Reply

  • (10/5/2007 8:05:00 PM)


    I love the way he wrote this. It's really good. (Report) Reply

  • (1/25/2007 2:09:00 AM)


    This is a great poem. I have a similar feeling towards my own work. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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