Friday, April 22, 2005

The Baby Fair

not a place for children
or pregnant girls with braids and bare feet
not a place for men with beards or flannel shirts over white t-shirts with stains
not a place for big, loud machines
not a place for little boys with fantasies about flying
not for fishermen or cattle herders
not for mothers who like martinis too much
not for grandmothers or grandfathers
or aunts or uncles, at least not the normal kind, like the kind who chew gum or build model planes
not a place for most people
not a place for witches or ghosts or scary monsters
not a place for people too old or people too young
not for circus people or frequent flyers

so what kind of place is this? what kind of people go here?

not a lot of people come here
not people with sports cars
or college careers or lots of degrees
not librarians and not game show hosts

fine enough, but who does go? what kind of people?

to the baby fair?

yes, what sort of people go here?

mostly the kind of people with model homes
with a station wagon
with coupons and combed hair
people with some friends, but not too many
people with values
mostly the kind of people who watch the news and believe it's real
not too smart, don't read too much, but who know the answers to really hard questions
people that want to be parents
but they're not parents yet

is that why they go?

1 comment:

arch.memory said...

Katy, thank you so much for your "two stars"! I see you've started your poetry blog recently; I look forward to reading more and more of your writing. I love this first poem. I will be adding a link to your site from mine, so other people can enjoy it to. Please feel free to link back if you'd like.