Time for a poem

And that reminds me....

It's been a while since I read any Bukowski, a while since I put any on here, so I just went and looked up a few old favourites.

So here's this, a useful reminder that sometimes less is more.


As The Poems Go

as the poems go into the thousands
you realize that you've created very little.
it comes down to the rain, the sunlight,
the traffic, the nights and the days of the
years, the faces.

leaving this will be easier than living
it, typing one more line now as
a man plays a piano through the radio.
the best writers have said very little
and the worst, far too much.

Charles Bukowski (1920-1994)