Sharpening the Knife Poem by Constance Anstaett In response to Walden [Chapter 2] “Where I Lived, and What I Lived For” by Thoreau “I went into the woods because I wished to live deliberately,”1 To escape corrupt society, And exist in full simplicity. I am surrounded by only necessity, Where pureness of nature lives, Where the dewy rain and wildflowers, Have Oh so much to give! Infrequent fly-by-nighters, Come and ask for the story But it is I that look at them More than skeptically. For them, you see . . . It does not really matter, As they are less concerned about self-reflection, And more about climbing the corporate ladder. The physical and spiritual, Are intrinsically tied. A new purpose can be fashioned To leave immorality behind. Every day that you are stagnate, There is a very hefty cost. 10
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