As The Sparrow

To give life you must take life,
and as our grief falls flat and hollow
upon the billion-blooded sea
I pass upon serious inward-breaking shoals rimmed
with white-legged, white-bellied rotting creatures
lengthily dead and rioting against surrounding scenes.
Dear child, I only did to you what the sparrow
did to you; I am old when it is fashionable to be
young; I cry when it is fashionable to laugh.
I hated you when it would have taken less courage
to love.

by Charles Bukowski

Comments (6)

it was the good poeeem
it is a very good poem
What an amazing poem, so alive with color and movement! The leaves are dancing to the music of their own dreams in this one. Have a happy Thanksgiving, Mary. Warm regards, Sandra
Nice poem.I liked it.Very touching and good flow. I noticed nice imagery in it.
great poem..............
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