STILL RESISTING
Prompt #3 again: What did you most resist before you found it suited you?
I don’t do things I resist.
I resist swimming because
I sink like a stone,
I don’t like fish nibbling my toes.
Running makes my hips hurt.
Bicycling is too much work.
Inflexibly, I resist yoga.
Beets taste like dirt, only worse,
so I resist them. And goat cheese.
And martinis. And cocktail parties.
And answering the telephone
before noon. And attending
meetings of any kind of committee.
If I don’t like a book
or a movie, I stop. I resist
literary criticism with a passion
that borders on insanity.
Resisting does not diminish my life.
It suits me. I like
screens that keep out the bugs.
I like jackets and boots
that keep out the wet and cold.
I like my resistances.
They keep me unbitten.
They keep me dry.
