Painting by Loretta Markell Find her here
Love & Fame & Death
it sits outside my window now
like and old woman going to market;
it sits and watches me,
it sweats nevously
through wire and fog and dog-bark
until suddenly
I slam the screen with a newspaper
like slapping at a fly
and you could hear the scream
over this plain city,
and then it left.
the way to end a poem
like this
is to become suddenly
quiet.
Charles Bukowski
Posted over on Famous Poets & Poems
1 comment:
I was pleasantly surprised to see my painting associated with a poem by someone I admire. Do you think you could make your reference to my name a link to my website, which is lorettamarkell.com?
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