Yet [*/+/^] : 27.225 MHz, Some Final Measures; History Thesis From My Junior (High School) Year, Spring, 1975

November eleventh of nineteen eighteen

to October twenty-ninth of nineteen twenty-nine:

seemed like everyone was keen

on life, and every thrill was mighty fine.

But into this poetic metaphor

the disruptor crept, to settle the score,

and after the sudden financial crash

the world and all its precincts would never more

escape the stings and contusions of fear and turmoil's lash.

Listen closely:  what may sound like an echo is still a roar.



Starward

Author's Notes/Comments: 

During the latter part of my Junior year in high school, two of my classes focused on the twenties (mostly) and the thirties (less emphasis):  one course on the general history of the period, and one on its prose literature.

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