Poetry of a Genius


I Met A Genuis

I met a genius on the train
About 6 years old.
He sat beside me
And as the train
Ran down along the coast
We came to the ocean
And then he looked at me and said,
It's not pretty.

It was the first time I'd

Other viewpoints: poem suggest how a child sees the world differently than an adult. It also questions the assumption that the Ocean is pretty.


Poem by Charles Bukowski