“We all need poetry. The moments in our lives that are
characterized by language that has to do with necessity or the market, or just,
you know, things that take us away from the big questions that we have, those
are the things that I think urge us to think about what a poem can offer.” – Tracy K. Smith
Smith, who was born in Massachusetts
on April 16, 1972, started writing poetry as a 5th grader and became
our nation’s 22nd Poet Laureate (2017-19) and winner of the Pulitzer
Prize for her poems Life On Mars. A
graduate of Harvard, she currently serves as Chair of Princeton’s Lewis Center
for the Arts. 
For Saturday’s Poem here is Smith’s,
For Saturday’s Poem here is Smith’s,
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.
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.
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