1810 – 1856

one day Robert Schumann threw himself
into the Rhine and was commited for
the remainder of his life

and his wife, Clara, held back his
works
wouldn’t permit them to be used.

one might say that she was his greatest
critic.

one might say many things
but I’m glad I’m listening to Robert
instead of Clara
tonight.

Author
Charles Bukowski
Written
1980