yes, they begin out in a willow, I think
the starch mountains begin out in the willow
and keep right on going without regard for
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An observational poem written a while ago yet nothing really changes? The poor are still poor and the mountains still cry?
Charles, you need to spend some time out of the city.Head out to the track in Arcadia. Spend some time looking at Mt. Wilson. It's free you know.
A fine advice Mark.. Unfortunately Bukowski died in 1994, about 22 years ago.. It would be hard for him to follow your advice...
This observation of the humdrum, the amazing perception of the life teeming all around and the feeling of being there with Buk is why I love his work.
A marvelous poem by Charles Bukowski......................