There is something about writing poetry that brings a man close to the cliff's edge. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I am aware that a computer can’t create a poem, but neither can a typewriter. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“the price of creation is never too high. the price of living with other people always is.” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I'm very clever at hiding poems perhaps more clever than I am at writing them. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
How are his poems?" "He's not as good as he thinks he is, but then most of us feel that way. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
The poet, as a rule, is a half-man - a sissy, not a real person, and he is in no shape to… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
The role of the poet is almost nothing...drearily nothing. And when he steps outside of his boots and tries to get tough… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I found the best thing I could do was just to type away at my own work and let the dying die… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“when I drive the freeways I see the soul of humanity of my city and it's ugly, ugly, ugly: the living have… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I see a bright portion under the overhead light that shades into darkness and then into darker darkness and I can't see… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
that your power of command with simple language was one of the magnificent things of our century. (from the poem: result) — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“and I can still write a poem (sometimes), don’t forget that, and even if they don’t pay off, it’s better than waiting… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I do think that poetry is important though, if you don’t strive at it, if you don’t fill it full of stars… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I can't think of any poet-recluses outside of one dead Jeffers. [Robinson Jeffers] The rest of them want to slobber over each… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Homosexuals are delicate and bad poetry is delicate and [Allen] Ginsberg turned the tables by making homosexual poetry strong poetry, almost manly… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“Well it’s good to have a car like that, once in a while somebody’ll say, ‘why don’t you come over for dinner?’… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I have seen too many men wilt and go silly under a little light, and then they continue to write and get… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“when Whitman wrote, “I sing the body electric” I know what he meant I know what he wanted: to be completely alive… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“girls please give your bodies and your lives to the young men who deserve them besides there is no way I would… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“the best part was pulling down the shades stuffing the doorbell with rags putting the phone in the refrigerator and going to… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“we are burning like a chicken wing left on the grill of an outdoor barbecue we are unwanted and burning we are… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“poetry readings have to be some of the saddest damned things ever, the gathering of the clansmen and clanladies, week after week,… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“Yes, I know what you mean about writing and writers. We seem to have lost the target. Writers seem to write to… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“darkness falls upon Humanity and faces become terrible things that wanted more than there was. all our days are marked with unexpected… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“And when you write a poem within the accepted poem-form, making it sound like a poem because a poem is a poem… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“the problem that I’ve found with most poets that I have known is that they’ve never had an 8 hour job and… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I know a woman who keeps buying puzzles chinese puzzles blocks wires pieces that finally fit into some order. she works it… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
but as God said, crossing his legs, I see where I have made plenty of poets but not so very much poetry. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Bad luck for the young poet would be a rich father, an early marriage, an early success or the ability to do… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
To me Art (poetry) is a continuous and continuing process and that when a man fails to write good poetry he fails… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Art is its own excuse, and it's either Art or it's something else. It's either a poem or a piece of cheese. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“sometimes all we need to be able to continue alone are the dead rattling the walls that close us in.” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I paid, got up, walked to the door, opened it. I heard the man say, "that guy's nuts." out on the street… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“the best poems it seems to me are written out of an ultimate need. and once the poem is written, the only… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“the world is better without them. only the plants and the animals are true comrades. I drink to them and with them.” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“sometimes when everything seems at its worst when all conspires and gnaws and the hours, days, weeks years seem wasted – stretched there upon… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
well, death says, as he walks by, I'm going to get you anyhow no matter what you've been: writer, cab-driver, pimp, butcher, sky-diver, I'm… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“There is only one place to write and that is alone at a typewriter. A writer who has to go into the streets is… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Even the stove and the refrigerator looked human, I mean good human - they seemed to have arms and voices and they said, hang… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“nerves twitching in the sheets -- to face the sunlight again, that's clearly trouble. I like the city better when the neon lights are… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“Their Love Is Average, Seeks Average But There Is Genius In Their Hatred” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I climbed the stairway (there was no elevator) and put the key in. The door swung open. Somebody had changed all the furniture around,… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“Strangers when you meet, strangers when you part -a gymnasium of bodies namelessly masturbating each other. People with no morals often considered themselves more… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I like to change liquor stores frequently because the clerks got to know your habits if you went in night and day and bought… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I was like a turd that drew flies instead of like a flower that butterflies and bees desired. I wanted to live alone,I felt… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I went home each night dizzy and sick. He was murdering me with the sound of his voice. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“the nights you fight best are when all the weapons are pointed at you, when all the voices hurl their insults while the dream… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image