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A journey of a thousand miles begins with one single step – Lao Tzu

Bukowski’s friends within the darkness

photo by Small Circle BIg Circle

I can remember starving in a

small room in a strange city

shades pulled down, listening to

classical music

I was young I was so young it hurt like a knife

inside

because there was no alternative except to hide as long

as possible–

not in self-pity but with dismay at my limited chance:

trying to connect.

.

the old composers – Mozart, Bach, Beethoven,

Brahms were the only ones who spoke to me and

they were dead.

.

finally, starved and beaten, I had to go into

the streets to be interviewed for low-paying and

monotonous

jobs

by strange men behind desks

men without eyes men without faces

who would take my hours

break them

piss on them.

.

now I work for the editors the readers the

critics

.

but still hang around and drink with

Mozart, Bach, Brahms and the

Bee

some buddies

some men

.

sometimes all we need to be able to continue alone

are the dead

rattling the walls

that close us in.

..

by Charles Bukowski

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8 thoughts on “Bukowski’s friends within the darkness

  1. Carolina, your photography is inspiring, and adds a certain context to this wonderful poem.

  2. carolina, nice work.
    though the above question is not to me, i’m answering.
    you can write another poem by taking the idea and feel from one poem. pure translation is not possible as far as i am concerned. whad do you think?

    • I agree with you. In translating a poem one has to choose between meaning and music. Will the translation prioritize meaning or sound? In the end, you are right: what comes out is a new poem.

  3. this photograph is a work of art. Sharon

    • Thank you Sharon. I am so glad you like it. I live surrounded by woods, in a region where there are more trees than people. I am fortunate to be able to spend time every day walking in nature. Now, the trees and I, have become good friends. These are some of their gifts… It took me a long time to notice them and appreciate them….I am sure you understand what I mean! :-)

      • Oh my dear Carolina! I too love the woods and we live next to a nature reserve. It is always such a special place for me to go to daily and I actually spend time just staring at their beautiful grooves, lines and touch the hard ridges of their bark. I am so glad that we share this wonderful love for trees and to have a special friendship with them! It sounds lovely where you live! I’m now going out for a walk to say hello to some old friends over 200 years old :D I’ll be thinking of you! Hugs always.

      • Have a great walk! I am going shortly too…They really do have a lot to say…

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