NOVANEWS
by; Dr Teresinka Pereira
“Cant’t they see through my skin,
can’t they see that I am nothing?
Bukowski
In spite of everything
Bukwoski was quiet,
not domesticated, but hurt,
insanely discontent with life.
He was part of the Universal Kingdom,
but was refused like a mistake
in the world’s conscience.
Nevertheless, even drunk, he was awake
with his dismembered mind
with its deepest feelings of contempt
for everything.
He was a poet of the Cosmos
lost in our little World.
* Heinrich Karl Bukowski,
Germany 1920 – Los Angeles, USA, 1994.
