Charles Bukowski on What Love Is
by Maria PopovaOnce again, Bukowski captures a great truth and tragedy of the human condition:
Love is kind of like when you see a fog in the morning, when you wake up before the sun comes out. It’s just a little while, and then it burns away… Love is a fog that burns with the first daylight of reality.”
More in Bukowski’s Love is a Dog From Hell — because, some days, poetry just holds so much more truth about love than does science.
































