I have read that this poem is grounded in a plot that was exporting communism to the USA through Alaska; that Dan McGrew was a USA intelligence officer; that the people that shot him were communist agents and that the "lady that was known as Lou was really Lenin’s girlfriend. I woujld like verification of [...]
‘A ticket for the lottery
I’ve purchased every week,’ said she
‘For years a score
Though desperately poor am I,
Oh how I’ve scrimped and scraped to buy
One chance more.
Each week I think I’ll gain the prize,
And end my sorrows and my sighs,
For I’ll be rich;
Then nevermore I’ll eat bread dry,
With icy hands to cry and cry
And stitch and [...]