the Grameen bank’s microcredit for impoverished women whose tenet is unreasonable repayment terms made reasonable through the distance separating borrower and lender with interest rates of forty of one hundred percent after a week whose tenet is shareholders' capital gains; to turn to those with nothing to sell and instead sell them to loan sharks, collection agencies, a mob the dead, shacks left behind, red timber cottages with white corners; each detached atomized; in no time; forced to turn back, condemned from Ellis Island wavering, back across the water to the water to the others at the threshold of Europe also in them the center of gravity must lie one foot ahead on the ground the blooming wound there the remaining feeling in those crossing the muddy field memoranda
Translation: Jennifer Hayashida
გამოხატეთ თქვენი აზრი მოცემული ლექსის შესახებ კომენტარის სახით!..
