There was miner's lettuce and plaintain
and dandelion growingIn 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
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