To Rich Givers

WHAT you give me I cheerfully accept,
A little sustenance, a hut and garden, a little money, as I 
 rendezvous with my poems,
A traveler's lodging and breakfast as I journey through the States, 
 —why should I be ashamed to own such gifts? why to 
 advertise for them?
For I myself am not one who bestows nothing upon man and woman,
For I bestow upon any man or woman the entrance to all the gifts 
 of the universe.