Fools Rush Inn
I’ve aimed at setting the
bar as low as I
can with my tom foolery toying with of
course SERIOUS issues of education
and community presuming
such ludicrous
display might provoke invite tweak tickle
engage irritate in the
best way so as to
educe a bit of old scratch: believing process
is what counts & product
just what we hope
to stimulate in class
rooms when we aren’t
in video or power point
mode.
And it’s dirty work messing with knotty
noggin notions putting them
in play &
muddling together in between margins
for error & rooms for display: a blind
myn’s bluff spinning some tale on the
donkey—all of us writing perishable
papers all our educational
lives to please
and to publish: dressing
up thinking in
big-boy tuxedos &
formal wear so as to
crash the ball. and this
here’s just aw-shucks
tain’t nothing pre-ludic, preamble
& fore
play meant to disturb a
universe & lead
us to our over- whelming questions
spitting out some butt-ends
of our days
& ways to arrive at
where we started and
knowing it for the first time
maybe whip
it into shape, knock it up, crank it out:
a piece of articulated all-done-ness, an
it-is-finished product
for what ever good
use & abuse it don’t matter: plenty
more where THAT comes
from.
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