Two more quick ones.
One by LeRoi Jones called "For Heddy."
"My wife is left handed, which implies a fierce determination,
a complete other worldliness.
It's weird baby the way some folks are always
trying to be different to sin and a shame.
But then, she's been a bohemian all her life--
black stockings, refusing to take orders.
I sit patiently trying to tell her what's right,
take that damn pen out of that hand,
you're writing backwards, and such, but to no avail.
And it shows in her work--
left-handed coffee, left-handed eggs.
When she comes in at night, it's her left hand offered me
to kiss, damn.
And now her belly drops over the seat.
They say it's a child, but I ain't quite so sure."