Sunday, August 14, 2011

The caged bird sings

I've long had a bit of a weakness for the works of Charles Bukowski, and have quoted him before a few times, both here and on The Barstool (which I suppose might seem to be the more natural home for them). But I can't now recall how I happened to stumble upon this nice little animation a few weeks back, for his poem Bluebird. [Oh, no, I can - but that perhaps is a post for another time. I was looking for something by Tom Waits, and discovered a YouTube video of Waits reading another Bukowski poem. That woke me up to the possibility of there being some Bukowski-related stuff on YouTube and I did a bit more searching...]


there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
in there.

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
you want to blow my book sales in

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
and we sleep together like
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do

Charles Bukowski  (1920-1994)


Anonymous said...

Another odd happy coincidence. I was looking at, I believe, one of your sidebars a few weeks back and saw a list with Bukowski on it. I immediately wanted to try and force him into a conversation and into one of your posts, but thought I'd wait until it occurred naturally. Ding!

Great poem, well done video. Really like this piece a lot. I can see where it would really speak to you Froog. Weird to say that about someone I have never met, but just from your writing, I think this poem kinda fits.

What I wanted to previously force into conversation was my favorite Bukowski piece and excellent accompanying video of what appears to be Bukowski walking in his crappy L.A. neighborhood.

Anonymous said...

Gotta leave one more. I, uh, kinda agree with him:

I believe he was a drunk 'til the end. 73 years.

Anonymous said...

I lied... one more... for the misanthropes

Bukowski, gotta love him.

Anonymous said...

Oh snap.... had the urge to track down a few more Bukowskiisms and stumbled upon this gem... one I think you will particulary like Froog.

Froog said...

A quick search will turn up quite a few Bukowski references on both blogs, HF.

This is cruel taunting that I return to after my holiday - all these intriguing links to investigate, but an unworkably slow Internet connection! I can't even check e-mail at the moment. Very frustrating.

I hope things will get better again in a day or two.