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The Hard Cash Poetry Contest

Contest entry poem
by
Maxine Attendorn

midas, touched

all that lettuce of yours
strafing an unguarded hem
now adjures
your full nut

no fineprint feints
to bail you out
no joker corners
left to cut

but how to ken
which smart-ass clause
might yet have
winged it
in the end

so linger on
dishonestly
tallying your
marginal gains

refulgent in that
unreflecting coldness

Poet’s Bio
Maxine Attendorn, 46, from East Bangor, Pennsylvania has sent us this contribution.
Maxine began writing poetry some time ago.
By profession she is a photoengraver.

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The Hard Cash Poetry Contest

Contest entry poem
by
Maxine Attendorn

creditor = credit, or?

if memory doesn’t fail him
a good many of his
auxiliaries were
inferring that my
flagrant lack of lucre
undeviatingly
upheld all his major doubts

who’s to tell which doings i might
set upon without their staunch
belief in me their
never-flinching claims to
petty punishing control

perchance i would be
horribile dictu
ticketing all those compensations
in coined equivocation
refusing remotest kinship with
their grim army of ants
to have no part in any of
their testy computations
nor prizing filigree intricacies
of that bean counting craft

still
he’ll probably reflect on
that raft of
uninspired hooligans
to override in
discrete glee
their misty
group passivity

for after all it does demand
the money negative
and plenty plenty of it too
for proper poverty to
blossom forth

and would it not be
quite unthinkable else
to let that sweetest
dirge of destitution
go unsung

Poet’s Bio
Maxine Attendorn, 46, from East Bangor, Pennsylvania has sent us this contribution.
Maxine began writing poetry some time ago.
By profession she is a photoengraver.

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