Max Reif

Rookie - 58 Points (1948 / OVER 400 POEMS SERVED! !)


Poem by Max Reif

Like beggars poring
through a Calcutta landfill
we peruse the Poems’ column
looking for any glint of gold,
any contraption that works,
to carry off in our minds
while treasures buried
amid the sheer volume
go forever unrecognized
and the gulls of sarcasm
wheel screeching overhead,
ready to pounce.

Comments about Poemhunters by Max Reif

  • Blaine Mccanless (3/10/2008 10:56:00 PM)

    .........damn straight..........(Report)Reply

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  • Scarlett Treat (3/28/2006 12:16:00 PM)

    I realize that PH is a garbage heap, but it is when we find that one glint of gold that it makes it worth paying the phone bill every month!(Report)Reply

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  • David Nelson Bradsher (10/23/2005 10:51:00 AM)

    Well said, Max. You've really captured the essence of this place in this one.(Report)Reply

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  • Raynette Eitel (10/23/2005 10:29:00 AM)

    I really like this, Max, but I don't think the title fits the images.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 23, 2005

Poem Edited: Sunday, October 23, 2005