"Florentine Poet" by Alexandre Cabanel‘The High Cost of Low Prices’ by Mark F. Stone The Society January 23, 2022 Beauty, Humor, Poetry 18 Comments . The High Cost of Low Prices Poetry is what I treasure. Books of poems give me pleasure, but my grief’s been hard to measure, since I did some shopping. “50 Famous Poems”—nifty! Now on sale for just $ 2.50. I should revel, since I’m thrifty, but my mood is dropping. When great works cost just a nickel, paying patrons will be fickle. My career is in a pickle. Bargains—I resent them. I had hoped to be excelling, penning rhymes that are compelling. Now I fear they won’t be selling. Maybe I can rent them. There’ll be many poets frowning when their verbing and their nouning must compete with those of Browning. They will learn their rhymes’ worth. Dreaming large is sweet as honey. Now my outlook’s bleak, not sunny. Write two poems for the money. You might have a dime’s worth. Looks like I’ll be compromising. Go ahead, be patronizing. I will work in advertising: spams and Twitter spamlets. There is just one consolation. Poets can seek validation through a laureate nomination in their humble hamlets. . . Mark F. Stone grew up near Seattle, Washington. After graduating from Brandeis University and Stanford Law School, he worked as an attorney for the United States Air Force for 33 years. He is a retired Air Force Lieutenant Colonel and a retired GS-15 in the Federal civil service. His poems have been published by SCP, Light, and the Ohio Poetry Association. He currently serves as the Club Poet of his local Republican club. He lives in central Ohio. NOTE TO READERS: If you enjoyed this poem or other content, please consider making a donation to the Society of Classical Poets. The Society of Classical Poets does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or commentary. CODEC Stories:Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 18 Responses Cheryl Corey January 23, 2022 I really enjoyed this, Mark. Reply Mark F. Stone January 24, 2022 Cheryl, I’m happy that you did. Mark Reply Joseph S. Salemi January 23, 2022 Nobody ever makes a dime from poetry. Reply Mark F. Stone January 24, 2022 Professor Salemi, So true! Mark Reply Anna J Arredondo January 24, 2022 An entertaining depiction of the poet’s plight, with a merry meter and rhyme scheme. I particularly like “rhyme’s worth” and “dime’s worth.” Reply Mark F. Stone January 24, 2022 Anna, I thought I should give trochaic meter a try. I’m glad you like the poem. Mark Reply James Sale January 24, 2022 Amusing, witty and some very fun rhymes, Mark – overall, excellent!!! Of course, whilst it’s difficult to make money from poetry, as Joe rightly suggests, the qualifier is ‘real’ poetry; it’s not so difficult to make money from non-poetry posing as poetry. Heck, go on Instagram and see the manufacture of the ersatz and the synthetic and the troubled fools who follow and buy it! Reply Mark F. Stone January 24, 2022 James, Thank you for your kind words. Mark Reply David Watt January 24, 2022 Highly entertaining Mark, and your frowning/nouning/Browning rhyme is wonderful. Reply Mark F. Stone January 24, 2022 David, Thank you! Mark Reply Jeff Eardley January 24, 2022 Most entertaining Mark and so true. To not make any money out of poetry means that we do it because we love it, and that is priceless. Reply Mark F. Stone January 24, 2022 Jeff, I heartily agree. Mark Reply Talbot January 25, 2022 The “spamlets”/”hamlets” coupling brought a smile to my face. Thanks for the witty-and-sobering poem. Reply Mark F. Stone January 26, 2022 Talbot, You’re very welcome! Mark Reply Cynthia Erlandson January 25, 2022 I, too, really enjoyed your “verbing” and “nouning”! Reply Mark F. Stone January 26, 2022 Cynthia, I’m pleased to hear that. Thanks! Mark Reply Susan Jarvis Bryant January 28, 2022 Mark, I love this toe-tapping trochaic triumph of a poem – it spells out a poet’s worth (as far as the bargain bookshelf is concerned) humorously and beautifully. Just know that if smiles were currency – you would be a rich man, Mr. Stone. Thank you for the joy your poems bring. Reply Mark F. Stone January 30, 2022 Susan, I’m flattered by your generous comments. Thanks! Mark Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Captcha loading...In order to pass the CAPTCHA please enable JavaScript. Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
Anna J Arredondo January 24, 2022 An entertaining depiction of the poet’s plight, with a merry meter and rhyme scheme. I particularly like “rhyme’s worth” and “dime’s worth.” Reply
Mark F. Stone January 24, 2022 Anna, I thought I should give trochaic meter a try. I’m glad you like the poem. Mark Reply
James Sale January 24, 2022 Amusing, witty and some very fun rhymes, Mark – overall, excellent!!! Of course, whilst it’s difficult to make money from poetry, as Joe rightly suggests, the qualifier is ‘real’ poetry; it’s not so difficult to make money from non-poetry posing as poetry. Heck, go on Instagram and see the manufacture of the ersatz and the synthetic and the troubled fools who follow and buy it! Reply
David Watt January 24, 2022 Highly entertaining Mark, and your frowning/nouning/Browning rhyme is wonderful. Reply
Jeff Eardley January 24, 2022 Most entertaining Mark and so true. To not make any money out of poetry means that we do it because we love it, and that is priceless. Reply
Talbot January 25, 2022 The “spamlets”/”hamlets” coupling brought a smile to my face. Thanks for the witty-and-sobering poem. Reply
Susan Jarvis Bryant January 28, 2022 Mark, I love this toe-tapping trochaic triumph of a poem – it spells out a poet’s worth (as far as the bargain bookshelf is concerned) humorously and beautifully. Just know that if smiles were currency – you would be a rich man, Mr. Stone. Thank you for the joy your poems bring. Reply