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10 Great Poems About Work

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Need a few poems to read for Poetry at Work Day, or any day at all? Check out these 10 great poems about work. Then maybe write a few of your own.

1 • I Hear America Singing • Walt Whitman

I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,
The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,
The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,
The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deckhand
          singing on the steamboat deck,
The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands,
The wood-cutter’s song, the ploughboy’s on his way in the morning, or
          at noon intermission or at sundown,
The delicious singing of the mother, or of the young wife at work, or of
          the girl sewing or washing,
Each singing what belongs to him or her and to none else,
The day what belongs to the day—at night the party of young fellows,
          robust, friendly,
Singing with open mouths their strong melodious songs.

2 • Boss • Glynn Young

Stares at the corner where
two glass walls meet, almost
the exact point where the sun
sets, caught in the rise
of his people asking, probing
how and more and the descent
of his own boss seeking cuts.
He chooses the way
he’s been taught, looking
upward, knowing there’s little
reward in the daily, where
life is.

3 • Sending Flowers • Hannah Stephenson

The florist reads faces, reaches into the mouths of customers.
Turns curled tongues into rose petals,

teeth clinking against one another into baby’s breath.
She selects a cut bloom, a bit of leaf,

lays stem alongside of stem, as if building a wrist
from the inside. She binds them

when the message is right, and sighs at the pleasure
of her profession. Her trade:

to wrangle intensity, to gather blooms and say, here,
these do not grow together

but in this new arrangement is language. The florist
hands you a bouquet

yanked from your head, the things you could not say
with your ordinary voice.

 

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4 • Find Work

      I tie my Hat—I crease my Shawl—
      Life’s little duties do—precisely
      As the very least
      Were infinite—to me—
      —Emily Dickinson, #443

My mother’s mother, widowed very young
of her first love, and of that love’s first fruit,
moved through her father’s farm, her country tongue
and country heart anaesthetized and mute
with labor. So her kind was taught to do—
“Find work, ” she would reply to every grief—
and her one dictum, whether false or true,
tolled heavy with her passionate belief.
Widowed again, with children, in her prime,
she spoke so little it was hard to bear
so much composure, such a truce with time
spent in the lifelong practice of despair.
But I recall her floors, scrubbed white as bone,
her dishes, and how painfully they shone.

— Rhina P. Espaillat, author of Where Horizons Go

5 • Self-Employed • L.L. Barkat

She is always asking
for more.
More hours making words,
more days finding
the things she loves—
people, art, a good font.
But she gives me
chocolates.
How can I say
no?

6 • The Dignity of Ushers

Their authority did not unfold
from ironed white shirts and thin ties
or from the funereal seriousness that struck
their acne-splashed faces but because
they stood heir to our native faith in light.

So we followed the thin white waver
of beams they pointed down aisles
to seats we never thought of refusing.
It was the first job I wanted,
especially after birthday outings

far from home showed me the glowing
outfits worn by big-city ushers, their get-ups
a blend of doorman and military dictator,
as gaudy and fine as the plots
of movies my Saturdays were swallowed by.

None of us knew, as they took us
into the artificial light of the cinema,
that they walked the path of the pin setter,
the blacksmith or elevator operator,
professions reduced to curiosity

by wandering time. Only in the quick steps
of floor salesmen, the slim backs of hostesses
bringing us to our tables, do they remain,
the artful flutters of their flashlights lost
in dark we are left to find our own way through.

— Al Maginnes, author of Film History

7 • Food Service

The overseer of meats
at Mehlman’s Cafeteria

would plate a slice of meatloaf
when he saw my brother in line.

The morning window woman
at Community Bakery

knows without asking: cinnamon
doughnut, coffee with cream.

When the angry woman in the wheelchair
sends back her eggs on Christmas Eve,

the night manager who remembers
I had a blueberry waffle last time

cracks two in a bowl, takes
the whisk from the cook

and beats ’til fluffy, teaching,
“This is how she likes them.”

— Laura Lynn Brown, author of Everything That Makes You Mom

8 • The Beauty of a Strip Mall

is the beauty of a minor
dream turned quietly
aside at the end of the day,
the beauty of the small,
impossible ledgers recording
hope against subtraction and finally
closed with a sigh.

Every unremarkable donut shop
is somebody’s act of faith,
and somewhere between almost and
never quite, in the last miles
of aging neon and plastic
backlit signage, here
too is poetry, where the books
will someday be balanced and the future
is always a bargain, everything
ninety-nine cents.

— Richard Cole, author of The Glass Children

 

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9 • Night Shift: Fruit Cocktail

Boiled until they slipped their skins,
the peaches slid down, then rolled
along the conveyor belt to the splitter

and on to me, una gringa loca, a pitter.
I grabbed, gouged, grabbed again. Hot
wafts of syrup made skin sticky, gluing

hair nets to hair, but unable to seal
earplugs from the din of six hundred
thousand jerking cans of tin. Truckloads

of green grapes tumbled through shoots
as cherries churned in vats of gruesome
dye. We women all wore white and stood

on the wet floor for eight hours or more,
ankles swelling over our orthopedic
shoes. Still, after decades of a better

life, I miss that moment when the dawn shafts
pierced steam, when a certain slant of light
gave drudgery such a celestial gleam.

— Susan Kinsolving, author of The White Eyelash

10 • The Snow Globe Repairman

Crawford looks at his hands with their knuckles like tectonic
plates, cradling a seeping globe that encloses

the Pyramids of Giza. Like his wife’s breast
and the frayed head of the old retriever. So much

the same, how they fit within his palm. In a glass
cupola, vees of geese tilt north past New York City,

the Peace Arch and hula girls sway in a slurried snow.
They all come to him here; every dreamt destination,

every journey’s souvenir lies unwrapped, nested in
a newspaper from Poughkeepsie or brown parchment.

What a woman wants to preserve of the grotto at the Bay
of Conca Dei Marini rests in a tangle of pliers and glue,

tubes of glitter in gold, silver, and the occasional blue.
He knows something of purity’s formula, can mix up water

sweet enough not to cloud or green. He examines a curve
for imperfection, a flaw like a mar on a peach that needs

the tender knife. And although this particular day he enters
the workshop more slowly, and cups heat first in a fist

to limber up stiff joints, he recalls well enough
similar evenings when the light was going, when she waited

for him to finish. How her voice traveled across the field
as she called him home for dinner. They spoke of Paris

at the orchard gate. He stretches tendons for the delicate
work of repair, heaven’s dome fixed securely above.

—Anne M. Doe Overstreet, from Delicate Machinery Suspended

More Work Poems

Mowing • Robert Frost
What Work Is • Philip Levine
Po’ Boy Blues • Langston Hughes
Calling Him Back From Layoff • Bob Hicok
The Secretary Chant • Marge Piercy
The Instruction Manual • John Ashbery

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L.L. Barkat is the Managing Editor of Tweetspeak Poetry and the author of six books for grown-ups and four for children, including the popular 'Rumors of Water: Thoughts on Creativity & Writing.' Her poetry has appeared on the BBC and at NPR, VQR, and The Best American Poetry.

Comments

  1. Maureen Doallas says

    January 11, 2013 at 11:24 am

    Wonderful selections!

    Reply
  2. L. L. Barkat says

    January 13, 2013 at 10:16 pm

    Thanks, Maureen. 🙂

    What do you plan to do for Poetry at Work Day?

    Reply
  3. Marcy Terwilliger says

    January 16, 2015 at 12:04 am

    Sending Flowers by Hannah Stephenson

    Reaches into the mouths of customers. Turns curled tongues into rose petals. The entire poem is so beautiful as you select each piece until it’s finished, baby’s breath, a bit of a leaf. This poem touches my mind of memories, those of one simple bridal bouquet made for my daughter-in-law and the pleasure of her smile.

    Reply
  4. Marcy Terwilliger says

    January 16, 2015 at 12:17 am

    Each day at work comes different for me.
    There’s a book waiting
    Challenge me with a prompt
    Photo’s on the camera
    Need a love touch
    Love drawing fashion gowns
    Color’s in greens and pink
    Spending time with the Father,
    Watching his birds dance.
    Listening to the cats talk
    As birds eat bread crumbs outside.
    Waiting for Spring to come.
    Looking for wild onions
    Seeking out the sun
    Warming up my body
    Not ready for a run.
    Lift our thoughts
    Make us whole
    Winter go away.
    Green spring
    Smell the grass
    Buds on trees,
    That’s my kind of day.

    Reply
    • Gonzalinho da Costa says

      December 2, 2015 at 10:30 pm

      A good poem that I might suggest would benefit from a minor edit. See the typos?

      Reply
  5. Christine Guzman says

    September 19, 2015 at 11:19 am

    Reasons to Work

    Not everyone in circumstances
    to work jobs they love
    nor could we be provided
    with all the goods and services
    that provide life’s necessities
    if this was every worker’s philosphy.
    Other reasons to carry on:
    providing a living for self and family,
    allowing pursuits of outside interests:
    developing their creativity,
    time for volunteer work, ability to travel,
    funding their own or children’s,
    spouse or siblings education,
    have a lifestyle that gives enough
    attention to their significant relationships
    of family and friends.

    Many in repetitive jobs in food, services or products delivery
    have esteem in knowing they
    are providing necessary services to society,
    enjoy the contact with others, working in a team
    or the clients they interact with,
    may appreciate the closeness of their workplace to their home,
    take pride in the way they do a quality job with attention to detail,
    appreciate the feedback they get.
    Even people in jobs they love
    can find the peripheral costs of staying
    take over any enjoyment they once had
    long working hours, unrecognized efforts,
    frustrating systems,less autonomy,
    coercive bosses,
    less pride in making a difference.

    (will be part of book – Vignettes on Life from birth to one Hundred and Two)

    Reply
    • Gonzalinho da Costa says

      December 2, 2015 at 10:32 pm

      I like it.

      Reply
  6. Marcia Neu says

    October 2, 2015 at 9:36 am

    US Poet Laureate and long-time insurance executive Ted Kooser wrote at least one other favorite poem about being at work, “They tore off my face at the office:” https://books.google.com/books?id=tYx8AQAAQBAJ&pg=PT95&lpg=PT95&dq=they+had+torn+off+my+face+at+the+office&source=bl&ots=pzPrDVMwTC&sig=KJMlFina5KljDpx2nzoZRxqz7Vk&hl=en&sa=X&ved=0CC8Q6AEwBGoVChMIoseWpvOjyAIVDOuACh2lTAxl#v=onepage&q=they%20had%20torn%20off%20my%20face%20at%20the%20office&f=false

    Reply
    • Marcia Neu says

      October 2, 2015 at 9:37 am

      Oops – guess I didn’t get Ted Kooser’s title quite right: “They Had Torn Off My Face at the Office”

      Reply
      • L. L. Barkat says

        October 2, 2015 at 9:41 am

        oh my 🙂

        Reply
  7. Gonzalinho da Costa says

    December 2, 2015 at 7:55 am

    Another great poem about work, one of my favorites:

    TO BE OF USE

    by Marge Piercy

    From Circles on the Water (1982). © Alfred A. Knopf.

    The people I love the best
    jump into work head first
    without dallying in the shallows
    and swim off with sure strokes almost out of sight.
    They seem to become natives of that element,
    the black sleek heads of seals
    bouncing like half-submerged balls.

    I love people who harness themselves, an ox to a heavy cart,
    who pull like water buffalo, with massive patience,
    who strain in the mud and the muck to move things forward,
    who do what has to be done, again and again.

    I want to be with people who submerge
    in the task, who go into the fields to harvest
    and work in a row and pass the bags along,
    who are not parlor generals and field deserters
    but move in a common rhythm
    when the food must come in or the fire be put out.

    The work of the world is common as mud.
    Botched, it smears the hands, crumbles to dust.
    But the thing worth doing well done
    has a shape that satisfies, clean and evident.
    Greek amphoras for wine or oil,
    Hopi vases that held corn, are put in museums
    but you know they were made to be used.
    The pitcher cries for water to carry
    and a person for work that is real.

    Reply
  8. Gonzalinho da Costa says

    December 2, 2015 at 10:28 am

    Another excellent ekphrastic poem about work:

    EDWARD HOPPER’S OFFICE IN A SMALL CITY

    by Victoria Chang

    At this link: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/251484/victoria-chang-edwardhhopper/

    Reply
    • Gonzalinho da Costa says

      December 2, 2015 at 10:35 am

      Another poem about work by the same title and by the same author at this link:

      http://www.nereview.com/back-issues/vol-33-1-4-2012-2013/vol-33-no-1-2012/victoria-chang-edwardhhopper/

      EDWARD HOPPER’S OFFICE IN A SMALL CITY

      by Victoria Chang

      The man could be the boss or could have a boss the man could have a
      heart or could not have a heart the man is not working should be working

      should be making profits not in fits but constantly the man looks out over
      the yellow building over everything he must be the boss must be someone

      significant because he is constant is above everything maybe the man is
      deciding who to fire who to lay off who to slay with a fire maybe he is deciding

      who to hire who is the best liar but the man doesn’t smile doesn’t smell the
      flowers below or look at the people walking in the streets or the cars honking below

      the man sits and stares at the shapes of vents on the roof of a building rearranging
      them people are just shapes a circle for a head rectangles for the body and arms and

      legs this man’s head over this woman’s body this woman’s head with another
      man’s legs maybe the man is looking at the horizon wondering why a plane in

      the sky is pointed downward towards the morning glories or the okra plants in the
      meadow or a building with five sides

      Comment: This second poem I prefer over the first.

      Reply
    • Gonzalinho da Costa says

      December 4, 2015 at 4:52 am

      Poetry Magazine version at this link: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/251484

      Reply
    • Gonzalinho da Costa says

      December 4, 2015 at 4:59 am

      diode version of the poem by the same title and by the same author at this link:

      http://diodepoetry.com/v6n1/content/chang_v.html

      First time I’ve seen three versions of a poem by the same title and by the same author. I wonder if there are more?

      Reply
      • L.L. Barkat says

        December 4, 2015 at 9:47 am

        Thanks for all of these, Gonzalinho. You are a “version” appreciator? 🙂

        Reply
        • Gonzalinho da Costa says

          December 4, 2015 at 11:31 pm

          I can understand that artists will sometimes create several versions of the same motif, it’s common in the art world. I don’t always like all the versions. In the case of Victoria Chang’s ekphrastic poem, I really, really like the New England Review version. The rest are sort of OK.

          Reply
          • L. L. Barkat says

            December 5, 2015 at 12:59 pm

            It reminds me a little about the issue of translation. Our young writer here (see the literary analyses onsite, by Sara), has really strong favorites for translations of Gilgamesh and The Odyssey, for example. And I enjoyed Jane Hirshfield’s chapter on translation in the book ‘Nine Gates.’ There’s such a directional difference with the slightest word change sometimes. It’s fascinating, when you think about it, how much is conveyed in a single word.

          • Gonzalinho da Costa says

            December 6, 2015 at 5:21 am

            I wish I could sit down, drink tea, browse your website, chat with you about poetry and related things. I am so busy today, and the next day and the next, it isn’t often any better. Time is an inexorable river carrying us all downstream to this mysterious body of water rapidly approaching. At this time for better or worse all I can do is wave at you while I bob around in my inner tube.

  9. L. Myers says

    July 1, 2020 at 7:57 pm

    Heard the poem once, in a sermon. Hope it is the one you have. Must have, very catchy.
    Thanks for sharing.

    Reply

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