For Jane – Charles Bukowski

In celebration of  National Poetry Month, here is one of my personal favorites (both the poem and the author!).

225 days under grass
and you know more than I.
they have long taken your blood,
you are a dry stick in a basket.
is this how it works?
in this room
the hours of love
still make shadows.

when you left
you took almost
everything.
I kneel in the nights
before tigers
that will not let me be.

what you were
will not happen again.
the tigers have found me
and I do not care.

– Charles Bukowski

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