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, February 5, 2017

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A siren
passes

A sound
causing nothing
 

When it
passes by

Limit

your concern
 

Breathing
Until you can't



The park's ancient
silence
Removes the city

chatter

Small noises

murmur
In a level playing

game.

A

soft conversation
near by
Breaths

away.

Easy.


To kill a bug ends

breath.

The bug has

fear
What does
he
hear?
 

What is God up to?


© Mrs. CarPeo 

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