Saturday, July 20, 2013

Where Angels Fear

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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