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 laughter cannot survive without the hydrogen of gravitas = PAUL OLIVERIO
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Wednesday, December 28, 2022

Love Thy Neighbor IFF ... Another Poem From Hooda Helami

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Words without meaning
have you leaning
all ears to the speakers
—ditto for ten million seekers—
be they funny, soft, or loud
but uniting this crowd
with a brass band
in the palm of their hand

Your joy is reeling
to words with
only feeling

Words with meaning
have no worth
when a new movement
is given birth

"Love thy neighbor"
is boomed from
the top of a bus
"unless—of course—
he doesn't agree
with us"

"We'll give him a lift
IF and only iF
he'll ride on our bus"
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© HOODA HELAMI ©
Alter Ego #142857
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2 comments:

  1. AnonymousDecember 28, 2022 at 11:58 AM

    HOODA—sure as hell—sounds angry and cynical.

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  2. Paul OliverioDecember 31, 2022 at 11:19 PM

    Anger and cynicism may be necessary
    for renewal of Hooda's poetic license

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