|Reviewed by Amira van Kerk
|Not lousy but great ! Especially the end.
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|So glad it's not only me who has these kinds of days... Lice sure do make you itch and usually in places where tis unseemly to scratch.... But there's a time to be polite and a time to say, "No... to hell with it!" Seems like this was one of them occasions, Daniel! Maybe, with all that head-to-head contact, they will have got lice themselves...!!! Love the funny side here... but also the frustrating reality. Great stuff! Kate xx|
|Reviewed by David Hightower
|Daniel - Loved the opening lines of this poem, images and sounds:
I'll walk into a lousy diner one day.
drink a lousy cup of coffee.
the counter, lousy with grit
from somebody's toast
and a cigarette
reach the ashtray.
and you kept it rolling all the way to the end. I still feel gritty after reading it. Excellent poem - "no lousy tip." - David
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|I've been there, its on the corner of a town that is also lousy with graft and overspending...personally I only give tips to the tops, the rest I leave a crusty old lousy penny...e|
|Reviewed by Carole Mathys
|I always love reading your views of life, on the back roads...so to speak. Still enjoy reading your book, looking forward to more from you...
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|Sounds like one of the little out of the way cafe's I have stopped in as I traveled around the country. A little bit of down to earth living...
|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|i love this look into a scene of every day life-these are some of my favorite types of work|
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|LOL Being a waitress in a former life...I can understand why no tip. She probably cussed you out after you'd left, "Lousy customer didn't leave me a lousy tip!" As if she deserved one...I loved reading this, Daniel, you took me there. Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.