Here you will find the Poem Doing Without of poet David Ray
's an interesting custom, involving such in- visible items as the food that's not on the table, the clothes that are not on the back the radio whose music is silence. Doing without is a great protector of reputations since all places on cannot go are fabulous, and only the rare and enlightened plowman in his field or on his mountain does not overrate what he does not or cannot have. Saluting through their windows of cathedral glass those restaurants we must not enter (unless like burglars we become subject to arrest) we greet with our twinkling eyes the faces of others who do without, the lady with the fishing pole, and the man who looks amused to have discovered on a walk another piece of firewood.