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BOB HOLMAN

Fortune into a Bargain

He had a face

like a sieve

Her love differed

from tumultuous passion

as the flowers of the field

from the splendor of a garden bed.

How pitiless are the laws of society!

Sure, a sunset is a great subject

for poetry - BUT is not one ridiculous

describing it in high‑sounding words

before a materially-minded audience?