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Inflation

a pernicious spell
of blistering dry weather
food prices soaring

written July 27, 2021

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Caren Krutsinger

July 28, 2021 at 8:56 PM

I did not know food was up until I read this one; I have not been in a grocery store for fifteen years. My husband verified it.

L Milton Hankins

July 28, 2021 at 9:53 PM

Not terribly so, but it is up some on some items. Thanks.

Gershon Wolf

July 28, 2021 at 5:45 PM

I like the way you introduce inflation, Milt. Funny, but my tires are expanding too... And then there's the ever-expanding spare tire around my midruff. Oy!! Smiles, Gershon

L Milton Hankins

July 28, 2021 at 7:01 PM

Yep, inflation comes to the best of us...and not always in ways we want to tolerate.

Sam Kauffman

July 27, 2021 at 12:03 PM

Seems there are dry spells all over earth and in every life. Nice haiku Milt! I feel deeply for those who face hunger and rejoice in the work of those who feed the many forms of hunger.

L Milton Hankins

July 27, 2021 at 12:09 PM

Thank you for your thoughtful comment, Sam.