Un fiestero de ley….

Y hablando de Norita me de un señor fiestero: el amigo Charles Bukowski

Y acá les dejo uno de los poemas que más me
gustan de este autor.


Girl In A Miniskirt Reading The Bible Outside My Window

Sunday, I am eating a
grapefruit, church is over at the Russian
Orthadox to the
west.

she is dark
of Eastern descent,
large brown eyes look up from the Bible
then down. a small red and black
Bible, and as she reads
her legs keep moving, moving,
she is doing a slow rythmic dance
reading the Bible. . .

long gold earrings;
2 gold bracelets on each arm,
and it’s a mini-suit, I suppose,
the cloth hugs her body,
the lightest of tans is that cloth,
she twists this way and that,
long yellow legs warm in the sun. . .

there is no escaping her being
there is no desire to. . .

my radio is playing symphonic music
that she cannot hear
but her movements coincide exactly
to the rythms of the
symphony. . .

she is dark, she is dark
she is reading about God.
I am God.


Una opinión por “Un fiestero de ley….

  1. Dark Rusa

    Charles Bukowski, uno de mis escritores viciosos preferidos….
    abrazo menino!

Deja un comentario

Tu dirección de correo electrónico no será publicada. Los campos obligatorios están marcados con *