Pulp poems, book reviews, and other tidbits from the noirboiled world
Monday, November 12, 2012
Pulp Poem of the Week
What I have come to realize is that there is no hope for poor people looking for help. Thank you. I am so sorry to have troubled you. I won’t request your help again.
Seicho Matsumoto Pro Bono 1961 (translated by Andrew Clarke)
A: Excellent. I intend to read it again. B: Good. I might read it again. C: So-so. I didn't mind reading it. D: Bad. I resented reading it. F: Atrocious. I finished it only because I'm compulsive that way.
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