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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Wednesday, December 21, 2016

Rock Climbing In Viet Nam In 1995

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We enter a rock passage. 
They show us Buddhist shrines
set in big, high-ceilinged caves
inside the  Marble Mountain.

They point out how the light hits
the Buddhas through large holes 
in the mountains.

I say that it must have been 
quite an engineering feat,
getting those holes over the caves
in such a way that the light would fall
so precisely and prettily
on the Lord Buddha.

One of the tour guides smiles
(Why is everybody in this country
smiling at me all the time?
Have they no memory?)
and says I have it backward.

The holes in the mountain were made
by American bombs dropped
from airplanes.

Every place a bomb created a cave,
the Vietnamese built a shrine.

Take Big Bites

If you do not know 
who Linda Ellerbee is,
suffices to say that if there were
a  Mt. Rushmore of women
in TV newscasting,
it would include her. 
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