War, Love, & Logic

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Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce (1842-1914??)

War is God's way of teaching
Americans geography.



Love is a temporary insanity
curable by marriage.


Logic is the art of thinking
and reasoning in strict accordance
with the limitations and incapacities
of the human misunderstanding.


Like Dawn Powell, the very quotable 
Ambrose Bierce is best left unfamous.
That way, he becomes an artist worth 
stealing from without getting caught.



The next Bierce page is here.
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He Said...She Said...(He/She #24) ©

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"Marcel stopped by this morning."

"What did he have to say for himself?"

"Nothing  about himself. That is his least favorite subject.
  He complimented our colorful variety of
  shopping bags  on the umbrella stand.
  Then he once-upon-a-timed me."

"Customer alert: Marcel DuTramp is about to be quoted!"

"Once upon a time, the retail world was ruled  by the mantra
  The customer is always right–or so it appeared. 
  The rule changed to  Keep the customer satisfied–
  or so it appeared.
  But today, there is a new rule in the retail world–
  The customer is not one of us.
  This, however, is not an appearance:  it is a corporate mantra."

"That's a mouthful of wisdom." 

"He also said it was a wise choice for you to make up
  for the missing mortgage payment."
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Dawn Powell On Deck

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Fairy dust
came off the page

Must be the
words of a sage

New York is
not quite my land

But book is
THE HAPPPY
ISLAND

Author is
DAWN POWELL

Best read through
eyes of an owl 


"Or an Owliverio,"
said Mrs. CarPeo

...
If only Jean had kept her mouth shut!
If women would only stop confessing!
But if most of them had to choose
between kissing and telling,
they would pick the telling.


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Footnote
The next Dawn Powell page is here.
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Nose To Nose w/ Saul Leiter

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Saul Leiter
Remy (c. 1950)















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A Path To Buddha In Westchester County

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Proxy Buddha
up on the roof

Negotiate the slate
because he’s got the proof:

Eat less, love more,
pray on demand

That will get you
to the Promised Land


 

If, for you, this proves  untrue
then for just one moment–
enjoy the view


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Footnotes
A PATH TO BUDDHA IN WESTCHESTER COUNTY was entitled by Mrs. CarPeo.

The poem is the copyrighted property of the Lewis Carroll School of Logic.

The soundtrack is performed by the Drifters.
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Everlasting Therapy

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Hang it from a twig

Get ready to think big

Upon each hand
Tape the glove

Pound the bag
With lots of love

The only violence
You need:

Pulverizing stress
into hayseed




©arpeo Inc.

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And Then There Was Color

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The Shadow Director–
with a leaf on his head–




Pointed to a troubled tree
and said

You look burnt out
but where's 
the smoke?

Is the vine- twine 
gripping you 
in a choke

Forget your 
arboreal strife...

Show your
quality of life...

Give me 
substance
Give me 
Chimera...
 

Lights...
Action...
Camera...

!!!!
!!!!
!!!!


That's 
a take!













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Footnote
"Shadow D" claims to be a distant relative of  Vivian Maier.
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