Showing posts with label poem in your pocket day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem in your pocket day. Show all posts

Friday, April 27, 2012

Poem in Your Pocket Day - Chiwan Choi






OK, I know                     Poem In Your Pocket Day           was yesterday, but I was down with a cold.  Here is a worth offering from Mr. Choi. Go to his site for more.

http://chiwanchoi.com/  It is astonishing to watch Lauren Bacall light a cigarette in real time. GREAT ONE!

















the garage
chiwan choi

the garage, once white,
sits quiet in the sun.
there is
a crack growing 
on the side of it, 
on the now gray wall,
starting from the bottom 
by the empty fish bowls
and
dirty paint cans, 
rising in three strands towards 
the small boarded up window, 
splitting into eight or ten,
these rivers
of my life 
that want to reach the sky,
one new crack, 
young and thin, 
breaking off its route
with a quick hook 
to the left, 
heading toward the shovel,
the rusted rain gutter, 
the half brown leaf 
caught spinning
from spiderwebs 
spun last spring.

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Poetry In Your Pocket Day - Charles Bukowski

In celebration of National Poem In Your Pocket day, let's begin with:

Charles Bukowski. 

This man cuts right to the bone of things, to the heart of the matter, to the patter of the dogs feet on the hardwood floors, to the ants crawling over the garbage cans, to the hand that reaches under the lampshade and turns off the light.

His poem "the telephone" is also on the blog, one of my favorites.




Poetry
by Charles Bukowski



It
takes
a lot of

desperation

dissatisfaction

and
disillusion

to
write

a
few
good
poems.

it's not
for
everybody

either to

write
it

or even to

read
it.




This is the way he breaks his lines in the book THE LAST NIGHT OF THE EARTH POEMS. http://www.amazon.com/The-Last-Night-Earth-Poems/dp/0876858639/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1335453525&sr=1-1

There is the link if you would like to buy the book and have a lot of laughs, when the day is long and you can't take it any more, go to Buk and listen to what he has to say, in gratitude, for instance: you go to your car, it's there, you get in, it starts, well, that's a good day.