I want to heave out the multiple oxen
in multiple ditches no matter the way. Where to begin?
The problems of the current administration stun me to stillness.
So, to gather energy to take the deep dives
I take lessons from the Ring-necked Duck.
It CAN dive 30 feet for tasty morsels motored just by its feet,
but it starts with the smartweed, waterlily,& sedge seed in the first 5 feet of water.
Way frightened am I
@ the administration we have at present
but get a grip when I study my fridge full of family
& remember what the grown-ups tell me
(& by extension what the grand-kids absorb).
These young adults are clear-eyed about the shortcomings
& yet optimistic that they can act & conjur up a better world.
They are facile at befriending those w/ differing opinions
& I hear them challenge such in wise ways.
I never told
when my hand-me-down panties w/ the frayed elastic fell down
& I walked out of them, chin up, never missing a step;
while behind me, Converse AllStars, penny loafers,& white bucks
scuffed them along the packed halls of Salem Classical.
But then it was slips & petticoats
Mum mostly insisted upon for my sisters & me,
for a reason we knew had something to do with modesty, being good,
& boys; so I never told.
(Toward the end of the 50’s as I went through K-8 Horace Mann Training School into Salem Classical and High School, these would have been on the hi fi back in our den where I was supposedly practicing cello.)