Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A LEAN LAMENT, by FERN M. HARLAN First Line: I'm sorry that I waited such a long time to be born Last Line: Will give me strength to last until my dinner. Subject(s): Food & Eating; Poverty | ||||||||
I'm sorry that I waited such a long time to be born, Then came when sylph-like figures took the whole world by the horn. I envy those "away back when" who dared to dine and drink, Who could lean back from a four-course lunch, and laugh and talk and think. Perhaps philosophize, and eulogize, and dream. Easy. Contented. Life deep-drenched in cream. While now I must perforce be glad and happy when my food Is bordered on the north by toast, sans butter -- not so good! On the south, black coffee -- Bah! Just take the stuff away! The east is flanked by spinach -- green and soggy with decay -- On the west a glass of milk -- thin and blue and pale -- For dessert, undressed leaf lettuce -- I consume it bale on bale! I rush my twenty blocks to work and as through the crowd I swing, I hear talk of diet, poundage, reducing -- same old thing! Hard times. Economy. No money. Hectic. Troubling. Life drained dry of honey. I sway, and pray my toast and spinach inner Will give me strength to last until my dinner. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WEALTH OF THE DESTITUTE by DENISE LEVERTOV EMPTY PITCHFORKS by THOMAS LUX FUNERAL SERVICE by EVE MERRIAM A SMALL COUNTRY by CLARIBEL ALEGRIA DOCUMENTAL by CLARIBEL ALEGRIA NOTES ON POVERTY by HAYDEN CARRUTH SONG OF TWO CROWS by HAYDEN CARRUTH PENCIL STUB JOURNALS: CHOICES by JOHN CIARDI AT LAST WE KILLED THE ROACHES by LUCILLE CLIFTON |
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