Gary Soto is a California-born Chicano poet, professor, and activist who has worked for the United Farm Workers of America. He says of his work, “I’m one who provides portraits of people in the rush of life.”
HOW THINGS WORK
Today it’s going to cost us twenty dollars
To live. Five for a softball. Four for a book,
A handful of ones for coffee and two sweet rolls,
Bus fare, rosin for your mother’s violin.
We’re completing our task. The tip I left
For the waitress filters down
Like rain, wetting the new roots of a child
Perhaps, a belligerent cat that won’t let go
Of a balled sock until there’s chicken to eat.
As far as I can tell, daughter, it works like this:
You buy bread from a grocery, a bag of apples
From a fruit stand, and what coins
Are passed on helps others buy pencils, glue,
Tickets to a movie in which laughter
Is thrown into their faces.
If we buy goldfish, someone tries on a hat.
If we buy crayons, someone walks home with a broom.
A tip, a small purchase here and there,
And things just keep going. I guess.













Did you see that short essay in the NY Times Sunday magazine about the migrant workers who helped the author with his car trouble? This poem reminded me of that. http://www.nytimes.com/2011/03/06/magazine/06lives-t.html
@rodriguez: Yes, I loved that essay!
Oh, I saw that story, too; it was awesome. As a side note, I liked that the author didn’t seem ashamed of admitting that he cried. It’s not often that I see men doing that.
As for this poem, it’s beautiful. <3
The thing I really like about this poem is that it sums up Keynesian economics, in a very real and understandable way. Especially the role of effective demand.