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the French call a wound a blessure,
but a wound delivered by God
must be a blessing, for God is good we know
—then could a blessing be a holy blessure if so?
sure, depending upon who’s the wounded one,
he or she or me— if it’s he or she
count that a blessing for me (as when
I’m the only one alive post bombing,
or a victor in war), but for he or she
a blessing for me is a goddamn
lethal blessure
French or not, blessing or blessure,
this logic has been a norm of history:
wound him, not me, oh Lord!
is our prayer, our implicit
benediction in hate & war
Jim Culleny; 2006
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