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      March 12, 2013Real Men Don’t Take No Shit From NobodyJanice D. Soderling

      White man
      Black man
      Yellow man
      Grief.
      Doctor
      Farmer
      Soldier
      Chief.
      Hittin’
      Spittin’
      Cussin’
      Hard.
      Bury
      Their wives
      In the cold
      Graveyard.

       

      from #37 - Summer 2012

      Janice D. Soderling

      “Unless they have been sanitized, nursery rhymes have a dark edge. The cradle will fall; the cupboard was bare; she had so many children, she didn’t know what to do. I overheard someone claim wife-battering was a class and ethical issue. I’ve worked at a shelter and know better. The old rhyme ‘Rich man, poor man’ popped into my mind and I heard the trochaic punches: POW and POW and POW and the metrical change of the finale, the spondee closure—graveyard. It writ itself; I just got it down on paper.”