Experience by Dorothy Livesay

For an English project in November 2002 I had to take poems out of a book given to us and produce a write up and a corresponding piece of artwork. Here is the artwork and the poem:

Experience
By Dorothy Livesay

"For your own good" they said,
And they gave me bread
Bitter and hard to swallow.
My head felt tired after it,
My heart felt hollow.

So I went away on my own road
Tasting all fruits, all breads:
And if some were bitter, others were sweet--
So I learned
How the heart is fed.