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This poem is taken from PN Review 271, Volume 49 Number 5, May - June 2023.

Three Poems Sophie Hannah
First and Twice

The last time I was happy, I was watching Francis Hunt
(from the website Market Sniper). He was saying, ‘Get in front
of the coming wealth-destroying crash.’ In words both clear and blunt,
he said, ‘Stash some bars of gold beneath your bed.’

Why? Well, interest rates, stag-flation and the link between the two,
and the price of debt, the NASDAQ, what a bull is going to do
if some bears jump out of windows, and a Bitcoin surge that grew
then contracted. Then my son walked in and said

that he’d cheated on his girlfriend (on a beach in Magaluf)
though she’d cheated on him first, and twice, but then she’d told the truf,
whereas he’d just cheated once, but hadn’t told her, and their youf
and the ever-present drunkness of them both,

and their lay-waste teenage hormones and their strong belief in shoulds
led to swift devaluation of all assets and all goods
and a ruthless razing to the ground of loves and livelihoods.
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