My whole life has led me here.
Daisies made out of resin,
hairnets and motor oil,
Barbie dolls, green
garden chairs,
and forty-one brands of deodorant.
Three hundred years ago
I was hedging and ditching in Devon.
I lacked freedom of worship,
and freedom to trade molasses
for rum, for slaves, for molasses.
“I will sail to Massachusetts
to build the Kingdom
of Heaven on Earth!”
The side of a hill
swung open.
It was Woolworth’s!
I followed this vision to Boston.