A wonderful cohousing poem
From: Mary Vallier-Kaplan (marycvkgmail.com)
Date: Fri, 29 May 2009 18:49:12 -0700 (PDT)
Nubanusit Neighborhood & Farm in Peterborough NH officially cut the ribbon
to our community this week by celebrating  with over 70 people who have been
critical to the  successful birthing of our community.  This wonderful poem
by Marge Piercy was read by none other than our environmental engineering
consultant.  It seems worth sharing with all of you as it so describes the
spirit of cohousing.
Mary Kaplan

To be of use

by Marge Piercy

The people I love the best

jump into work head first

without dallying in the shallows

and swim off with sure strokes almost out of sight.

They seem to become natives of that element,

the black sleek heads of seals

bouncing like half submerged balls.

I love people who harness themselves, an ox to a heavy cart,

who pull like water buffalo, with massive patience,

who strain in the mud and the muck to move things forward,

who do what has to be done, again and again.

I want to be with people who submerge

in the task, who go into the fields to harvest

and work in a row and pass the bags along,

who stand in the line and haul in their places,

who are not parlor generals and field deserters

but move in a common rhythm

when the food must come in or the fire be put out.

            The work of the world is common as mud.

            Botched, it smears the hands, crumbles to dust.

            But the thing worth doing well done

           has a shape that satisfies, clean and evident.

            Greek amphoras for wine or oil,

            Hopi vases that held corn, are put in museums

            but you know they were made to be used.

            The pitcher cries for water to carry

            and a person for work that is real.

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