David McLansky

Veteran Poet - 1,162 Points (5/24/1944 / New York City)

Hunger - Poem by David McLansky

The hungry poet by the wall,
So dulled and weak, he nearly falls;
Eats his words and drinks his verse,
And, swallowing, feels still worse.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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  • Silver Star - 3,267 Points Pradip Chattopadhyay (4/10/2014 11:47:00 AM)

    swallow he must howsoever bitter! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 10, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 10, 2014

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