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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Thursday, October 12, 2023

On Three Consecutive Friday Nights In 1962 ...

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I dreamt about
the Whitestone Bridge
because I grew up
in its shadow:

The last exit before the Bronx
was less than two blocks
from the Oliverio home

All three dreams
—dreamt by a 13-year-old boy—
involved girls

1
Kissing my next-door neighbor
[Meryl Glass]
on a park bench
at the shoreline
of the East River
with a perfect view
of the bridge

The rush of tires
of vehicles 
crossing the bridge
tightened our embrace

2
My dentist's daughter
[Ellen Birnheim]
and the dream boy
elevatored up to
the top of a bridge beam
and played strip poker
 
3
I was in the park playground
with Robin Ellison,
telling an endless succession
of dumb jokes
but she did not 
laugh once
*** 

I  hereby present
THE DREAM BRIDGE

Photoverio #717.5
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