Bit of a Bukowski love in this week.
I have written a blog for Under the Fable, fawning over the great man. It can be found here.
And here’s a bukowski-esque piece by me. All based on (sadly) true events.
To the elderly lady
Who stood in the middle of the road
Waving at each car
That passed her by
Hoping to be noticed
In her NHS gown
I am so sorry
Nobody stopped
And waved
Or maybe
Wondered
Why?
At 3pm
On a Thursday afternoon
A lady closer to one hundred
Than most
Was all alone
Waving frantically
On a busy main road
I am so sorry
That no one cared for you
I hope you found
Whatever you were looking for
But as I sped past
It was hard to tell
All I could see
Was the beautiful sun
And the face of my daughter
Reflected in the mirror
As she slept soundly
And dreamt of the stars
And the meaning of life.
Stuart Buck 