and
then,
the cosmology
of
play
We’ve heard it
often, the word
coming from Albert
Einstein, if he’s quoted
correctly: God doesn’t play
dice,
and it seems reasonable
enough, maybe it’s
the way it is,
and if it weren’t, we can see
that many lives would of course
be shattered
and therefore it might well
be bad form, not to say
kind of offensive,
to bring it up here
and say, suppose,
suppose
God had read some of that
Mallarmé stuff
or Bohr
or Bohm, or say
God had seen that Dylan moment
at Newport, where Dylan asks
if there’s anyone in the crowd
that can loan him
a harmonica, and someone
throws one to him, and God had seen
that moving moment, maybe on film,
and God had been tempted for a moment
for someone to throw him a harmonica,
just for a moment, or if
God had heard about how
the Pope had said something about
looking forward to the day
where he could maybe sneak out
and catch a piece of pizza, maybe
just a slice, and is it possible
that there could be just that moment
of temptation,
where God would be thinking
of linking up with Mallarmé, or
go it alone,
and just ask if there’s someone
out there that would loan him
a couple of dice,
just for a throw or two, no
more, just a couple