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Lions Roar : January 2003
SHAMBHALA SUN JANUARY 2003 55 All the People Who Work for Me All the people who work for me &mydogtoo Think I’m crazy Rushing to & fro Doing this & that Never really Still Until I absolutely Sit. They think These people Who work for me &mydog Too That I have Lost My mind. I’m always sending them On errands I could do Myself. My dog sometimes Fetching a ball Looks at me With such pity In her brown eyes. My cat Enduring the madness No longer Bailed out; Went to live With an aunt. I feel myself Slowly Coming awake In the rush. Seeing the gingko tree When it waves Responding to seduction By tomato Noticing Jose’s moustache & eyes When I ask him To fly Down The mountain For an egg. ♦ From Alice Walker’s forthcoming collection of poems, Absolute Trust in the Goodness of the Earth, to be published by Random House in March. © 2002 by Alice Walker Photo by Curt Richter