Nine’s The Lucky Number Though

Five hundred years after the war
(The one Thucydides retold)
Or about a hundred since
      Julius C. remade
What Lucius M. had so well razed
A letter penned in Ephesus
Sailed across a wine-dark sea
180 miles west
To Corinth on the Peloponnese

It’s subject, immorality
And faith and hope and charity
The greatest being charity

But when we stow our children’s things
(Translations by an English King)
Charity is replaced by love
(Very much a marriage thing)

Horns of jealousy are veiled
Women’s teeth are painted black
One thousand and one paper cranes
Sail gold across pacific seas
From another Island Nation-State
To an Eastern sea-board town

Here two families fuse these two
Southwest mile high desert kin
Three times three (san-san-kudo)
Nine’s the lucky number though

Stand with your greatest human flaws
Hate and Pride and Ignorance
Behind a 14 welders lens
And you can look straight at the sun
To reread Paul’s 1C13

To Jeff Krueger and Emi Ozawa on their wedding day
Saturday June 12, 2012