Jim Trainer


In Uncategorized on August 16, 2017 at 6:33 pm

Hank was always great with the mundane
you couldn’t help but think
after all he’d been through
boredom was a prize for him-
as close as he could get to
being content.
His work helped you appreciate
small and uneventful moments
the minutiae, the drab, the slow
&still moments
when the war is over & you’ve
won yourself
when there’s nothing left for the
world to take
and nothing at all to prove

Hank knew
and the Buddha knew
and now you know it, too.

Curator at Going For the Throat, columnist for Into The Void, progenitor of stand-up tragedy™. Jim Trainer publishes a collection of poetry every year through Yellow Lark Press. To sign up for Jim Trainer’s Poem Of The Week, visit jimtrainer.net.
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DON’T TRY, along with 6 other poems and an essay written in tribute to Charles Bukowski, are available in the latest issue of The Schuylkill Valley Journal.
  1. […] the show, is done.  I stitched 3 monologues together and wrote about Art and writing and my Papa, Hank Bukowski.  The miracle of it is I learned about myself and was able to recast the strapped and miasmic […]

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