once
we were young
at this
machine. . .
drinking
smoking
typing
it was a most
splendid
miraculous
time
still
is
only now
instead of
moving toward
time
it
moves toward
us
makes each word
drill
into the
paper
clear
fast
hard
feeding a
closing
space.
Luck
Analysis, meaning and summary of Charles Bukowski's poem Luck
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LUCK & LOVE
Learn Reading Stephen and start thinking about the words… an you might catch a glimpse of the thoughts!
Often I read poems an think if the author thought a second about his words… but Charles Bukowski is able to put some ideas in most ordinary words and weird forms… and I’ve never been more sure, that he knew what we wrote!
What the hell is wrong with you? Who would waste time publishing this garbage… this is the downfall to internet being free speach, crack heads like you can post inconsequential garbage.