Thursday, August 16, 2012

Happy Hank Day!

For Jane

225 days under grass
and you know more than I.
they have long taken your blood,
you are a dry stick in a basket.
is this how it works?
in this room
the hours of love
still make shadows.

when you left
you took almost
everything.
I kneel in the nights
before tigers
that will not let me be.

what you were
will not happen again.
the tigers have found me
and I do not care.
Charles Bukowski
(August 16, 1920 – March 9, 1994)

4 comments:

  1. The Comics Reporter would lead one to believe that it's also Jason Day--and so happy birthday to you as well! Bukowski is a good person to share a birthday with, I think!

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  2. Thank you! Well, it's also the birthday of Madonna...

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  3. I like to call today Blamesday (a play on Joyce's Bloomsday), after this one by Hank:
    http://hellopoetry.com/poem/hooray-say-the-roses/

    The official way to celebrate is with red wine and recriminations.

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  4. I love "My First Affair With That Older Woman", it's the only poem to have ever made me cry. That's a great photo, too.

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