Hi, BoYB:

I'm glad you posted the poem. The subject is certainly a valid one--and the emotional state one that probably visits people when they've given up their best dreams. It's harsh; it's cold; it's bitter. And it anticipates the cruelty of April, doesn't it? Even though overly dramatic in stroke with a couple of the images--the old feelings as vultures, for instance--it's still good in showing that state of mind in which the review of something lost once considered valuable can cause so much anguish and bitterness.

I'd give this one a "B."