I DON'T WANT TO BE A POET...
by Anka Sereda, 1996

I don't want to be a poet
I don't want to be an artist
Or even a model
I'd rather be sauerkraut
How many questions would then
                                          automatically
                                          disappear
For instance,
            to be or not to be in class
Or
            what stockings to wear
Or
            how much sugar to put in the tea.
It wouldn't be life, it would be bliss
I'd lie there
            without the slightest desire,
            for example,
            to take a shower.
I'd lie there in peace
            with little bits of
            garlic and carrot
Meditating...
            STOP!
But who would be the carrot?
            Who's the carrot?
            You?

ser6.doc 6/23/97