Poetry in Motion
The Good LifeTracy K. Smith
The Good Life
When some people talk about money
They speak as if it were a mysterious lover
Who went out to buy milk and never
Came back, and it makes me nostalgic
For the years I lived on coffee and bread,
Hungry all the time, walking to work on payday
Like a woman journeying for water
From a village without a well, then living
One or two nights like everyone else
On roast chicken and red wine.
From Life on Mars © 2011 by Tracy K. Smith. Reprinted with permission of Graywolf Press.
Amy Bennett, Heydays (2011), NYCT 86 Street.
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