Friday, February 10, 2012

Hunger

There was miner's lettuce and plaintain
   and dandelion growing
In parks and lawns
   and cracks in the sidewalks
And chamomile and fennel, nasturtium even
Peeking through someone's picket fence

Wild mother earth offered her bounty
But I wandered absent-minded and
   careless of food
Like a dreaming child

Wandering down Haight street
Approached for spare change
But I was fasting
Since I had no spare change anyway
Approached
Reproached
But I laughed
When he said he was hungry

Wild mother earth laughed
As hungrily as a dreaming child
The street opened up
The cornucopia flowed, untended