1975: Imagine

In keeping with the recent Women’s March: one small step for each woman, one giant step for humankind. This poem has some age on it, but it is pertinent.

Monday is diapers, baking, cleaning

house, moments snatched from elastic time

where I stand at the lift-top desk during Sesame Street.

 

Bent with urgency over the board

unable to wait for inspiration

I write the hurried thought.

 

In the calm remove of summer

I gather the scraps out of the desk

and build what poems I can.

 

John Lennon said,

Don’t leave a lyric unfinished.

You won’t recall the original feeling.

 

Imagine being a woman, John, making do

with time at hand. Then come talk to me

and maybe I’ll listen.

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