Poem: Changing Diapers by Gary Snyder from No Nature (Pantheon).
How intelligent he looks! on his back both feet caught in my one hand his glance set sideways, on a giant poster of Geronimo with a Sharp’s repeating rifle by his knee.
I open, wipe, he doesn’t even notice nor do I.
Baby legs and knees toes like little peas little wrinkles, good-to-eat, eyes bright, shiny ears, chest swelling drawing air,
No trouble, friend, you and me and Geronimo are men.
