Continuing our poetry posts for April's National Poetry month with a little Bukowski.
like all the years wasted
yesterday drunken Alice
gave me
a jar of fig jam
and today she
whistles
for her cat
but
he will not
come –
he is with the horses
at a
tub of beer
or
in room 21
at the Crown Hill
Hotel
or he is at the
Crocker
Citizens National
Bank
or
he arrived in
New York City at
5:30 PM
with paper suitcase
and $7.
next to Alice
in her yard
a paper goose
walks
upside down
on a carton that says
California
Oranges.
drunken Alice whistles.
no good, no good.
work
slowly.
everybody tries hard
but the
gods.
Alice goes in for a
drink, comes
out.
whistles again
all the way to a
park bench in
El Paso –
and her love comes
running out of the
bushes
bright-eyed as a
color film
and not waiting
for
Monday
we go in together.
At Terror Street and Agony Way
Poems 1965-1968
i met a genius
I met a genius on the train
today
about 6 years old,
he sat beside me
and as the train
ran down along the coast
we came to the ocean
and then he looked at me
and said
it's not pretty
it was the first time I'd realized that.
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