shawn's review of The Last Night of the Earth Poems
The Last Night of the Earth Poems by Charles Bukowski
i'm presenting here a few of the poems in this collection that made significant impressions on me.
"are you drinking?"
washed-up, on shore, the old yellow notebook
out again
I write from the bed
as I did last
year.
will see the doctor,
Monday.
"yes, doctor, weak legs, vertigo, head-
aches and my back
hurts."
"are you drinking?" he will ask.
"are you getting your
exercise, your
vitamins?"
I think that I am just ill
with life, the same stale yet
fluctuating
factors.
even at the track
I watch the horses run by
and it seems
meaningless.
I leave early after buying tickets on the
remaining races.
"taking off?" asks the mutuel
clerk.
"yes, it's boring,"
I tell him.
"if you think it's boring
out there," he tells me, "you oughta be
back here."
so here I am
propped against my pillows
again
just an old guy
just an old writer
with a yellow
notebook.
...more
"are you drinking?"
washed-up, on shore, the old yellow notebook
out again
I write from the bed
as I did last
year.
will see the doctor,
Monday.
"yes, doctor, weak legs, vertigo, head-
aches and my back
hurts."
"are you drinking?" he will ask.
"are you getting your
exercise, your
vitamins?"
I think that I am just ill
with life, the same stale yet
fluctuating
factors.
even at the track
I watch the horses run by
and it seems
meaningless.
I leave early after buying tickets on the
remaining races.
"taking off?" asks the mutuel
clerk.
"yes, it's boring,"
I tell him.
"if you think it's boring
out there," he tells me, "you oughta be
back here."
so here I am
propped against my pillows
again
just an old guy
just an old writer
with a yellow
notebook.
...more
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