“lucky at cards?” (he laughed
(as if it were simply a matter
of overcoming superstition (yet
he believed (he held)
a poorly constructed hand (&
had a ‘feeling for
the measure of things’ (doesn’t
know now what he knew
then.)))))
_______“gentlemen,
as of now, every card
is wild.”
Below: 'The Jokers of the Pack' (click image to enlarge) by incurable_hippie.
Friday, March 05, 2010
real money makes things more interesting (2010)
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That is a very cool Stu type poem. Like it's made out of carefully constructed pieces. My favourite hand is the lay down misere.
ReplyDeleteYeah I like the idea of trying to win no tricks, while every other player tries to make you win them. Turning the game on its head, as it were.
ReplyDeleteActually I have a pool hall poem in the pipeline, which you may appreciate.
Thanks for your feedback, Paul.
Oh and of course the other thing about the lay down misere is that you show your hand from the outset, isn't that right?
ReplyDeleteI've always been fascinated by the rules of games.