Denise Dumars

The Age of Miracles

My mother told me

that the age of miracles

was in the past.

So when we put up the manger scene

I placed all my toy animals within it:

the rhino and the tiger,

the brontosaurus and the T-rex.

After all, in an age of miracles

the sloth will lie down

with the piranha, and maybe

there was a St. George

who killed a dragon, and

that’s why you don’t see them

much anymore. Arthur Conan Doyle

believed in fairies; Mary Todd Lincoln

had seances in the White House.

I want to see a miracle:

I was pretty sure we had ghosts,

but it was just raccoons. I had a spate

of missing time while in New Orleans,

but I think it was the absinthe.

I told my students

that I hoped they’d meet

a space alien in their lifetime;

it won’t happen in mine.

We will need a miracle

to survive what’s coming now,

and I’m rather glad

I won’t be here to not see it

when it doesn’t come.

Experiments--It’s What We Do

We do we do we do.

Repeatable results we got ‘em

yes we do! Now on to you:

Magnificat fo sho it’s true

repeatable they are, but

what has been repeated shows

the truth of who we are.

Psychic abilities..yeah...

the experiments came true.

The data, the data, the data—

yeah, we got that right on cue!

But it’s not what they want us to,

so rather that accept the facts,

they said the whole SCIENTIFIC METHOD

must just be cracked!

So rather than enjoy the truth

they want to throw away the means

to seek it. But we know it’s true—

we’re psychic, me and you!

(Inspired by a study at Cornell Univ. that showed evidence of psychic abilities in participants.)