Wall Street Poetry
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Off-mainstream bancAssurance poetry on 9/11, infinite greed and fear, bear and bull markets, megalomanic bankers, bipolar day-traders, over-cautious reinsurers, diamonds are a girl's best friend, blondes & brunettes and the Nash equilibrium, volatile bullion gold markets, and so on and so forth. This exquisite nonsense is an literary enquiry into money and human nature, and aims to reconcile prosaic everyday life on Wall Street, Main Street and Vanity Fair with simply unimagined love and justice expressed in divinity and pure poetry - Jesus kissing Wall Street. Some of my Finance, Control & Risk impromptus have been published online before, e.g. in All Poetry and Deep Underground Poetry. Do enjoy the ever surprising greenbackish thesis, anti-thesis and synthesis. Life at the executive floor of the Empire State Building ain't necessarily fair, let's face it, but the sun is, occasionally, even shining in post 9/11 Lower Manhattan. By God, let's carpe diem and enjoy those rare cheerful Wall Street days, as if they were our mistresses' last ones.
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