Thursday, December 03, 2009

This poem is from RICELAND:

Also, 2 poems accepted by Pank and one accepted by Emry Journal.

1 comment:

Glenn Buttkus said...

Nice one. It has a Steinbeck/Howard Fast feel to it;
sort of makes we city rats want
to shake out fists in the faces
of the establishment. So what do
we have today--banks that have become behemoths, international,
beyond greedy, arrogant and stupid; and we are still bankrolling them, like it or not.