I.
Our plaza is sanctuary
for sunning, eating, and smoking
waiting to go up to Social Security
words to each other tripping on our tongues
looking curiously at pigeons.
A homeless man plans a life
around sneakers, clothes
and a bedroll
He buys a bunch of stringbeans for a quarter
and lives on it till next Wednesday.
II.
People are circling into families
Onions and greens from the Farmers Market
The good workers of the soil display their wares
The housewives and elderly men
stand in line to get their ingredients weighed
Soup would be hotfood for their families.
City fathers would lift off our market
from the bricks of the plaza
for the sake of ego
that puts down plaques here
Where will the vegetable sellers find refuge?
Where can we buy vegetables still smelling of earth?
End of the poem
15 random poems
- It is a Show by Rixa White
- by_an_evolutionist.html
- Flute-Priest Song For Rain poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Disquieting Muses by Sylvia Plath
- In Memoriam A. H. H.: 121. Sad Hesper o’er the buried sun poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Lovers in Cafe by Aiyah De Torres
- Sestina: Altaforte poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Olney Hymn 63: Not Of Works by William Cowper
- Юлий Даниэль – А в это время
- Psalm 86 poem – John Milton poems
- Today by Siegfried Sassoon
- Владимир Маяковский – Себе, любимому, посвящает эти строки автор
- Cascando by Samuel Beckett
- Robert Burns: I do Confess Thou Art Sae Fair: Alteration of an Old Poem.
- Ольга Высотская – Волны
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
