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
- Give Me Back My Rags #12 by Vasko Popa
- Ad Se Ipsum by Robert Louis Stevenson
- February 23
- Владимир Маяковский – Схема смеха
- Elegy on the late Miss Burnet of Monboddo by Robert Burns
- Light by Rabindranath Tagore
- The King of Yellow Butterflies by Vachel Lindsay
- After An Epigram Of Clement Marot
- Омар Хайям – Люблю вино, ловлю веселья миг
- Федор Сологуб – Слышу голос милой
- Niobe in Distress by Phillis Wheatley
- Sonnet 142: Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate by William Shakespeare
- Greengrocer by Robert McNamara
- On The Wedding Of The Aeronaut poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Your Dream
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
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