Jane Zwart

Scarcity

On earth we major in the math
of paucity and paunch: calculus

of famine on abacus ribs, ratio
of rare sirloin to common glutton.

There is on earth no dearth of ways
for us to be in want, connoisseur

or hoarder, starvling or lech. Sadsack
who hefts life only to deem it meager:

on those who find being wanting
but do not want, scarcity tells most.

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