occasional poem

The Poet’s Occasional Alternative
by Grace Paley
I was going to write a poem
I made a pie instead                        it took
about the same amount of time
of course the pie was a final
draft              a poem would have had some 
distance to go                   days and weeks and
much crumpled paper
the pie already had a talking
tumbling audience among small
trucks and a fire engine on
the kitchen floor
everybody will like this pie
it will have apples and cranberries
dried apricots in it                   many friends
will say               why in the world did you
make only one
this does not happen with poems
because of unreportable
sadnesses I decided to
settle this morning for a re-
responsive eatership             I do not
want to wait a week                 a year                 a
generation for the right 

consumer to come along

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