Monday Poem

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“We’ll fight them there so we won’t have to fight them here,
regardless of innocents.” —a patriot
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From the Same Root
—the prayer paradox
Jim Culleny

The French call a wound a blessure;
but a blessure sent by God
might be be a blessing
for all we know. If so,
couldn’t a blessing be a blessure?

Certainly. Depending upon
who’s the wounded one,
him or me.

If it’s him,
I call it a blessing
(as when I’m the only one alive
after a bombing);
but for him my blessing
is nothing but a
goddam lethal blessure.

French or not,
blessing or blessure,
this has been a norm of history,
down through the ages.

Our eternal
deja vu du jour.

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