We LOVE poetry #WorldPoetryDay
Poetry is something we share often at Hustle Hunters. Whether its favorites from a recent book we’ve read or poems that we wrote as an outlet - poetry is a favorite of our team members. To commemorate World Poetry Day today, here are some of our favorites:
Loose Woman by Sandra Cisneros (submitted by Erica Fernandez, Recruiter @ Hustle Hunters)
They say I’m a beast.
And feast on it. When all along
I thought that’s what a woman was.
They say I’m a bitch.
Or witch. I’ve claimed
the same and never winced.
They say I’m a macha, hell on wheels,
viva-la-vulva, fire and brimstone,
man-hating, devastating,
boogey-woman lesbian.
Not necessarily,
but I like the compliment.
The mob arrives with stones and sticks
to maim and lame and do me in.
All the same, when I open my mouth,
they wobble like gin.
Diamonds and pearls
tumble from my tongue.
Or toads and serpents.
Depending on the mood I’m in.
I like the itch I provoke.
The rustle of rumor
like crinoline.
I am the woman of myth and bullshit.
(True. I authored some of it.)
I built my little house of ill repute.
Brick by brick. Labored,
loved and masoned it.
I live like so.
Heart as sail, ballast, rudder, bow.
Rowdy. Indulgent to excess.
My sin and success–
I think of me to gluttony.
By all accounts I am
a danger to society.
I’m Pancha Villa.
I break laws,
upset the natural order,
anguish the Pope and make fathers cry.
I am beyond the jaw of law.
I’m la desperada, most-wanted public enemy.
My happy picture grinning from the wall.
I strike terror among the men.
I can’t be bothered what they think.
¡Que se vayan a la ching chang chong!
For this, the cross, the calvary.
In other words, I’m anarchy.
I’m an aim-well,
shoot-sharp,
sharp-tongued,
sharp-thinking,
fast-speaking,
foot-loose,
loose-tongued,
let-loose,
woman-on-the-loose
loose woman.
Beware, honey.
I’m Bitch. Beast. Macha.
¡Wáchale!
Ping! Ping! Ping!
I break things.
From Self Love Poetry for Thinkers and Feelers (submitted by Nikki Adamson, CEO + Founder of Hustle Hunters)
The best way
to cope with an
uncertain future
is to be
fully present.
From Linea Nigra - An Essay on Pregnancy & Earthquakes by Jazmina Barrera
I miss:
Sleeping on my back
Eating seafood
Breathing freely
I’m going to miss:
His kicks
The excitement of imagining him
