Poem of the Week: “To Be of Use” by Marge Piercy

The people I love the best jump into work head first without dallying in the shallows and swim off with sure strokes almost out of sight. They seem to become natives of that element, the black sleek heads of seals bouncing like half-submerged balls. I love people who harness themselves, an ox to a heavyContinue reading “Poem of the Week: “To Be of Use” by Marge Piercy”