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Songs of Wall Street: an Anthology of Verse for Literary Investors
144 pages. March, 2001 By Kari Lomanno Ask any Wall Street tycoon to confess his secret passion and he will most certainly tell you that it’s reading classic poetry. Ask any classic poet (providing she isn’t dead) to confess her secret passion and she will most certainly tell you that it’s seeing her timeless work transformed into an amusing verse about modern-day financial issues. These are the premises behind Michael Silverstein’s lighthearted book, “Songs of Wall Street: An Anthology of Verse for Literary Investors.” In the book, Silverstein – touted as the “Poet Laureate of Wall Street” – has combined some of the most well-known poetry in history from authors such as Shakespeare, Spenser, Byron, Wordsworth, Coleridge, Keats and the Brownings with his own versions featuring an investor’s wit (such as it is). Each classic poem is provided in its entirety in most cases, and the rewritten version is laid out to the right to show the comparison between them. While this may seem like a horror of an idea – taking masterpieces of verse and subverting them with a blatantly unfunny subject such as the stock market – Silverstein has somehow managed to make it work. For one thing, as a literature fan, I found it exhilarating to read the works of Robert Burns, Walt Whitman, Emily Dickinson and even Edgar Allan Poe while sitting at my desk at work. More people should keep classic poetry books at their desks and read them when they need inspiration. This book is ideal for that purpose because it’s not the size of a phone book like most literary anthologies, and its black cloth cover makes it discreet (for those who have unenlightened bosses or coworkers). Secondly, Silverstein has done a good job of avoiding banality in his
rewrites. He doesn’t grasp at the easiest or silliest rhyme just to make
it match the original. He seems to have given his poems much thought, and
his efforts have paid off in an overall amusing work.
Come live with me and be my love,
And we will sit upon the rocks,
Now read the first part of Silverstein’s “The Passionate Broker to His Client.”: Invest with me and be my client,
And we will take a long-term view,
Other transformations include Shakespeare’s “Shall I Compare Thee
to a Summer’s Day?” to “Shall I Declare Thee to the I.R.S.?”, Donne’s “Death
Be Not Proud” to “Debt’s No Dark Cloud” and Shelley’s “Music, When Soft
Voices Die” to “Mergers, That Will Never Fly.”
“The task has fallen to me,” he writes, “a person with a rare combination of versifying skills (though of an admittedly derivative nature) and a knowledge of financial markets gained through labors both exhilarating and painful.” Silverstein has achieved what he set out to do, although I wonder
how many Wall Street moguls really look forward to curling up with the
works of Byron or Longfellow after a long day on the trading floor. “Songs
of Wall Street” probably works best as a gift, something cute and funny
to read with others. As a banking and finance writer, it’s particularly
close to my heart because it combines the brilliance of great literature
with the tedium of stocks and the humor that Wall Street is so desperately
lacking.
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