It began as the GODFATHER OF MATH, evolved into the GOODFATHER OF MATH. Now this. Go figure...


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The kind of humor I like is the thing that makes me laugh for five seconds and think for ten minutes = G. CARLIN...Stain glass, engraved glass, frosted glass
–give me plain glass = JOHN FOWLES...Music is the mathematics of the gods = PYTHAGORAS... Nothing is more fluid than language = R. L. SWIHART
I cannot live without the oxygen of laughter = DAWN POWELL + + + But please be sure to season that with the hydrogen of gravitas = PAUL OLIVERIO
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Sunday, September 18, 2016

14/17ths Of A Haiku Pounded Without Verbs

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The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough.

(1913)
IN A STATION OF THE METRO

He lived to the ripe
old age of
eighty-seven years
plus
two days

This page was inspired by
a distinguished
Long Beach poet  
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