You strop my anger, especially
when I find you in restaurant or bar
and pay for the same liquid, coming and going.
In bus depots and airports and turnpike plazas
some woman is dragging in with three kids hung off her
shrieking their simple urgency like gulls.
She’s supposed to pay for each of them
and the privilege of not dirtying the corporate floor.
Sometimes a woman in a uniform’s on duty
black or whatever the prevailing bottom is
getting thirty cents an hour to make sure
no woman sneaks her full bladder under a door.
Most blatantly you shout that waste of resources
for the greatest good of the smallest number
where twenty pay toilets line up glinty clean
and at the end of the row one free toilet
oozes from under its crooked door,
while a row of weary women carrying packages and babies
wait and wait and wait to do
what only the dead find unnecessary.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- London in July poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Нина Пикулева – Читайте, дети
- Twins by Vinko Kalinić
- Владимир Высоцкий – Королевский крокей
- Алишер Навои – Эти губы точно розы
- Staffa poem – John Keats poems
- Новелла Матвеева – Восток, прошедший чрез воображенье
- Sonnet 34: Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day by William Shakespeare
- Orlando Furioso Canto 22 by Ludovico Ariosto
- An Elegy On The Glory Of Her Sex, Mrs Mary Blaize by Oliver Goldsmith
- All Night In Savannah The Wind Wrote Poetry
- Robert Burns: Under The Pressure Of Violent Anguish:
- Futility by Wilfred Owen
- Poems On Time by Rabindranath Tagore
- A Garden, Written after the Civil Wars poem – Andrew Marvell poems
Some external links:
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).
