Dostoevsky <\/b> by Charles Bukowski<\/p>\n
against the wall, the firing squad ready.
\nthen he got a reprieve.
\nsuppose they had shot Dostoevsky?
\nbefore he wrote all that?
\nI suppose it wouldn’t have
\nmattered
\nnot directly.
\nthere are billions of people who have
\nnever read him and never
\nwill.
\nbut as a young man I know that he
\ngot me through the factories,
\npast the whores,
\nlifted me high through the night
\nand put me down
\nin a better
\nplace.
\neven while in the bar
\ndrinking with the other
\nderelicts,
\nI was glad they gave Dostoevsky a
\nreprieve,
\nit gave me one,
\nallowed me to look directly at those
\nrancid faces
\nin my world,
\ndeath pointing its finger,
\nI held fast,
\nan immaculate drunk
\nsharing the stinking dark with
\nmy
\nbrothers.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Dostoevsky by Charles Bukowski against the wall, the firing squad ready. then he got a reprieve. suppose they had shot Dostoevsky? before he wrote all that? I suppose it wouldn’t have mattered not directly. there are billions of people who … Continue reading