Iron Sharpens Iron Poem by Bill Grace
Iron Sharpens Iron
Rating: ★4.0
The problem with a society
where steel sharpens iron
are the sparks
for those not wearing
safety glasses.
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9/13/2026 11:31:42 AM # rel_20260910T140628Z_5ffb431
Bill, I like this. Technically, you might say the problem…IS the sparks, but that doesn't sound right. This pithy, intense little analogy works well. Chaucer had a good one about iron: If gold rusts, / what will iron do? If you'd like, check out my new website: jeffersoncarterverse.com Let me know how you like it. Yrs, JC