We are like roses that have never bothered to
bloom when we should have bloomed and
it is as if
the sun has become disgusted with

Analysis, meaning and summary of Charles Bukowski's poem Finish


  1. shuja says:

    buk is truly amazing

  2. Francesco says:

    I really do think that this is one of the best poems of buk. The sun disgusted with waiting… what a dread immage!

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