Philosophy 104
There’s God
or there’s not God
There’s good and bad
but it usually doesn’t know
We exist and have free will
or are programmed in pre-premise
It comes down to this
and all its pretty promise
– Smith, 11.16.2016
I’m a solid 70, yet still don’t have much in common with this poem of Charles Bukowski’s about being 70 which I published 25 years ago in Artcriimes #11.
somebody else
a hangover at 70
seems somewhat worse,
of course,
than one at
35,
but considering
most other things
I feel about the
same,
my strengths, my
ideals, my
confusions
remain
similar.
it is only when
say
I am walking
along
and I see my
reflection
in a
plate glass
window
that I wonder,
who is
that?
that thing
there.
that old fart.
disgusting.
– Charles Bukowski, 1991, from ArtCrimes #11: Eat at Eternity’s
For 4 more 1991 Bukowski poems, check out this blog from from 2009 –
… I’ve googled the poems and can’t find them anywhere else, so I may have a publishing exclusive.
