I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
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What Flash Cards Do
Stanza by stanza
They defeat chance by telling
Similar stories.
Each face, heraldry
Of arms or birds, mimics its
Iconography.
Some worship one sign
And paint with sharp strokes the dye
That curls up its tail.
The flip side of each
Card sets perimeters for
The intangible.
To internalize
Language, cross over thresholds;
Shuffle back and forth.
An answer appears
About which everyone
Questions the meaning.
And these pass the time,
These alternate versions
That always stay hearts.
Joined at the hip are
Chance and mutability
To double each sentence.
[Disposable Poem May 21, 2013]
Dr, Mike
Don't belittle or/Demean the consolation/Than card games provide.
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