Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski (1920 - 1994), an influential poet and novelist.

He seems to be an idol of a popular Slovenian blogger Fetalij, and there's where I heard about him. I searched for some of his poems, to see what it's all about. And just when I was about to write that I don't like any of his poems, I found one that is good. To be honest, I haven't spend much time searching, so I might as well be doing him injustice. I checked online, there's one of his books in our library and I might check it out one day.

Alone with everybody (Charles Bukowski)

the flesh covers the bone

and they put a mind

in there and

sometimes a soul,

and the women break

vases against the wall

sand the men drink too

much

and nobody finds the

one

but keep

looking

crawling in and out

of beds.

flesh covers

the bone and the

flesh searches

for more than

flesh.

there’s no chance

at all:

we are all trapped

by a singular

fate.

nobody ever finds

the one.

the city dumps fill

the junkyards fill

the madhouses fill

the hospitals fill

the graveyards fill

nothing else

fills.