Labor Day

 

 

took me a while

to understand jobs we happen to have

plumber poet home care worker

how we earn our living circumstances of life

our grandmother’s name shape of our apartment

books that were or weren’t in a library near our house

who we are and what we do aren’t the same and we

who work all of us who work

we have to work to live we have to work

to pay for our lives that all of us who work

no matter what the job we do

we are all really and truly workers.

Esther Cohen
Let me tell you why I'm here, and why I hope you'll join me. I am here to poem, to play with words, to tell stories when I can, and to ask you for yours. Words are what I love, how I see, and what I say. Words are how I know my life, and how I find my friends. I'm here to ask you to join me. Right here. To send me your stories, and your poems. And to read mine when you can.

6 Comments

  1. You are right- “who we are and what we do aren’t the same.”

    There are workers and there are workers.

    Both the trust fund toff whose work consists of clipping bond coupons and depositing them in his bank account and the clerk at McDonald’s who earns $7.25 an hour are both workers. But are they?

  2. Yes, we are all workers, but as for Labor Day, wasn’t it really an attempt to distract American working people from the militant nature of May 1, a day started by American workers that spread around the world, a day to mark the struggle for workers’ rights?

    Labor Day celebrates, but the struggle was forgotten.

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