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*A RENT TRACT FOR LEW WELCH*
by David Meltzer
At the first of the month I went to the Rental Agency.
--Listen, I told her, -- I can't pay this month's rent because
I quit my job because I have a great work that I am working on that
demands a great deal of all my time. My job was a rock in my heart,
a black cloud in my head, & I am a poet who needs time to be alone,
to wander, study, loaf & drink, think, read, love my wife, learn
about my children, & work every day & every night on my great work.
I gave this month's rent to my wife for food, diapers & wine. Won't
you just forget about the rent until my great work is done?
--Sure, she said, writing out a check for $229 (the exact amount
to tide us thru a month) -- & come back at the first of the month
for your next check, she said & turned back to her ledger.
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Copyright (C) 1973 and 1994 by David Meltzer