From: cujo@petitmorte.net   
      
   mpsilvertone@yahoo-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (HarryLime) wrote in   
   news:czadnSY6GeTp7gH0nZ2dnZfqnPednZ2d@giganews.com:   
      
   >> NancyGene wrote:   
   >>   
   >>> Will Dockery wrote:   
   >>> nancygene.andjayme@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (NancyGene) posted:   
   >>>   
   >>>> HarryLime wrote:   
   >>>> David Dalton wrote:   
   >>>>   
   >>>> Here’s a poem by Dorothy Livesay   
   >>>>   
   >>>> -------   
   >>>>   
   >>>> How do you interpret that? I guess there are   
   >>>> many complex mth roots of 1=2*n*pi, n=0,1,2...   
   >>>> Also I guess the heart could be a cardioid. :-)   
   >>>>   
   >>>> In the above poem some multiple spaces will   
   >>>> have been converted to a single space by my   
   >>>> newsreader Hogwasher, which does not   
   >>>> allow posting of multiple spaces (or spaces   
   >>>> at the start of a line) or of multiple blank lines.   
   >>>>   
   >>>> Searching for actual mathematical equations regarding the root of   
   >>>> one, might be over thinking it a bit.   
   >>>>   
   >>>> Its message is more elementary than that; she's applying   
   >>>> mathematical formulas to sexual patterns:   
   >>>>   
   >>>> Much talk... no bed.  Or, MT>B.  B=0.   
   >>>>   
   >>>> Some talk... some bed.  Or, ST=B.  B=ST.   
   >>>>   
   >>>> No talk... all bed; and talk tomorrow.  Or, NT>>>   
   >>>> IOW: The speaker is recognizing patterns in her mate's sexual   
   >>>> behavior which she sarcastically refers to as "the great game."   
   >>>>   
   >>>> Recognizing the patterns reduces sex to a "game" -- a predetermined   
   >>>> set of movements that one goes through by rote.   
   >>>>   
   >>>> This, in turn, reduces the speaker's desire.   
   >>>>   
   >>>> She says that she meant to "hold your bones deep to the root of   
   >>>> one."  This passage is full of sexual overtones (winking references   
   >>>> to penile erection and deep penetration), reflecting the wild,   
   >>>> uncontrolled passion she had felt.   
   >>>>   
   >>>> Unfortunately, her recognition of their behavioral "formulas"   
   >>>> regarding sex has put her out of the mood.  B=0.   
   >>>>   
   >>>> It's clever, but emotionally flat.   
   >>>>   
   >>>> The poem is also not in the public domain in the US or Canada.  Ms.   
   >>>> Livesay died in 1996, so that is not:  "General Rule (Post-2022):   
   >>>> Death of author + 70 years."   
   >>>>   
   >>>> David Dalton, please do not commit copyright infringement.   
   >>>>   
   >>>   
   >>>   
   >>> Perhaps David is unaware of the recent changes in Canadian Copyright   
   >>> law.   
   >>   
   >>   
   >> Will Donkey, perhaps you are also:   
   >> "Before December 30, 2022, the general copyright term in Canada was   
   >> the life of the author plus 50 years (ending on December 31 of that   
   >> 50th year). This standard applied to most literary, dramatic,   
   >> musical, and artistic works. Works already in the public domain as of   
   >> December 31, 2021, remained free."  (From Dunce's favorite source.)   
   >>   
   >> Ms. Livesay died in 1996.  David Dalton should be able to do the   
   >> math.   
   >   
   > And hopefully explain it to the Donkey once he has.   
      
   Given that Dreckster is a proven liar, I kind of doubt it.   
      
      
   --   
   "The fact that it doesn't apply to the poem is of little consequence to   
   you, because your poems don't have a literary basis, because you're   
   functionally illiterate and haven't got a clue as to what a poem is." -   
   Little Willie Douchebag gets another asskicking from Pendragon   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
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