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  1. To be of use’ by Marge Piercy depicts one speaker’s preference to be around those who work hard and understand the importance of perseverance. The poem takes the reader through metaphorical comparisons between oxen, water buffalo, and seals.

  2. To Be of Useis a poem that focuses on the value of hard work, the meaningfulness of that work, and the necessity of perseverance. In the poem’s opening, Piercy’s speaker discusses the “people [they] love the best” (Line 1), expressly detailing that those who work hard, even when the situations are adversarial, are admirable.

  3. To Be of Use” by Marge Piercy is a lyric poem of four stanzas that was first published in a 1973 collection of the same title. This collection was Piercy’s fourth, published relatively early in her career.

  4. At the end of “To Be of Use,” the speaker suggests that to love one’s work—which can translate into spiritual, emotional, or physical effort—is necessary for each person’s satisfaction in life. Images within the poem of different types of work give the reader guidance as to what is “worth doing well” (Line 20).

  5. By Marge Piercy. The people I love the best. jump into work head first. without dallying in the shallows. and swim off with sure strokes almost out of sight. They seem to become natives of that element, the black sleek heads of seals. bouncing like half-submerged balls. I love people who harness themselves, an ox to a heavy cart,

  6. Themes of the Poem. I enjoyed this poem for its message and imagery, but I frankly did not have it speak to my soul… but that’s okay, I can live with that. I also enjoy these types of people. I don’t think that these are the types of individuals that “I love the best”, but they have their merit.

  7. Marge Piercy. To Be of Use. The people I love the best. jump into work head first. without dallying in the shallows. and swim off with sure strokes almost out of sight. They seem to become natives of that element, the black sleek heads of seals. bouncing like half-submerged balls. I love people who harness themselves, an ox to a heavy cart,