A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.

but aren't they all random?

Monday, April 19, 2021

market job

You are the chiefest mischief merchant
In Idea's marketplace. And yet
You stall
with such reserve!
Propriety's proprietor,
displaying wares
of small disgrace
and great redeeming
virtues found, and bound
to sell by blackest pitch.
Your wiles do not wink,
but hint: of deep
and mutual
benefit. 

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