Such Stuff as a Task

Why would one man or woman, a man or woman kind, ever ask another man or woman, of the same man or woman kind, to dig a ditch, or bend a back, or spring forWward, or spring back, or extend,

Well, it is obvious- to be kind to one’s own kind, one’s kindly, forgiving one’s own self–

A worm-like Beatrice, Aunt Bea, to be free, love that gal, can’t cook spaghetti, a Lawrence Ferlinghetti, a Ghetty museum, Marilyn’s ashes we do love, and haul, and love to haul, as Angela’s, as a pony, out on the sirocco, a little old suffering a cold, can’t, can’t be expected, to shoulder a shovel, or disheveled, to crook one’s back, or with a spring break forWward, or exsanguinate,

” And a she-wolf, that will all hungerings/seemed to be laden in her meagreness/And many folk has caused to live forlorn// She brought upon me so much heaviness/With the affright that from her aspect came/ That I the hope relinquished of the height…”

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