April is National Poetry Month, so I figured we might break away from our normal discussions on alcohol and genitals and expand our minds a bit. I don't read a lot of poetry, but I know what I like and I'm always looking for something new and interesting. FOCUS: Post your favorite poems and, if you feel like it, explain why they're important to you. No criticizing other people's submissions and none of your own stuff, please. I direct aspiring poets to the Thrillseekers forum. They'll read and critique your work til the cows come home. An appropriate beginning to the thread: Are You Drinking? Charles Bukowski washed-up, on shore, the old yellow notebook out again I write from the bed as I did last year. will see the doctor, Monday. "yes, doctor, weak legs, vertigo, head- aches and my back hurts." "are you drinking?" he will ask. "are you getting your exercise, your vitamins?" I think that I am just ill with life, the same stale yet fluctuating factors. even at the track I watch the horses run by and it seems meaningless. I leave early after buying tickets on the remaining races. "taking off?" asks the motel clerk. "yes, it's boring," I tell him. "If you think it's boring out there," he tells me, "you oughta be back here." so here I am propped up against my pillows again just an old guy just an old writer with a yellow notebook. something is walking across the floor toward me. oh, it's just my cat this time.