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
- A New Age by W H Auden
- Robert Burns: Wilt Thou Be My Dearie?:
- walking with a staff by Raj Arumugam
- The Praise Of Pindar In Imitation Of Horace His Second Ode Book 4
- Владимир Степанов – Наша Армия
- To The Ladies Who Saw Me Crowned poem – John Keats poems
- Haiku by Robby Charters
- Владимир Набоков – Глаза
- The Usurpation
- Poet’s Corner poem – Alfred Austin
- Song—Anna, thy Charms by Robert Burns
- Stupid by Raymond Carver
- Владимир Вишневский – Как некстати или срыв спецоперации
- Away, Melancholy by Stevie Smith
- Владимир Британишский – Красный конь
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).
