From: cujo@petitmorte.net   
      
   nancygene.andjayme@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (NancyGene) wrote in   
   news:q4udnawRZomcVAH0nZ2dnZfqn_qdnZ2d@giganews.com:   
      
   >> HarryLime wrote:   
   >>   
   >>> Will-Dockery wrote:   
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   >>>> HarryLime wrote:   
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   >>>>> Will Dockery wrote:   
   >>>>> mpsilvertone@yahoo-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (HarryLime) posted:   
   >>>>>   
   >>>>>> Will Dockery wrote:   
   >>>>>> HarryLime wrote:   
   >>>>>> NancyGene wrote:   
   >>>>>> David Dalton wrote:   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> Here’s a poem by Dorothy Livesay   
   >>>>>>   
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   >>>>>> 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.   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> perhaps you are also:   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> As far as I know I mostly up to date, as George Dsnce and I have   
   >>>>>> discovered the changing laws in Canada here several times over   
   >>>>>> the years.   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> "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   
   >>>>>> George Dance's favorite source.)   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> Ms. Livesay died in 1996.  David Dalton should be able to do the   
   >>>>>> math.   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>   
   >>>>>   
   >>>>> [...]   
   >>>>>   
   >>>>>   
   >>>>>> I'd mentioned in the past that my earliest extant poem dates from   
   >>>>>> around the time I was 16.   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> I'm not far behind you, then   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> I did recently find some old comic strips I drew back around   
   >>>>>> 1969.   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> You would have been 10/11 years old in 1969.   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>   
   >>>>>   
   >>>>> Again, that's correct.   
   >>>>>   
   >>>>>   
   >>>>   
   >>>>   
   >>>>   
   >>>> No sh*t   
   >>>   
   >>>   
   >>> I was drawing comix in 1969, not really writing poetry quite yet.   
   >>>   
   >>> HTH and HAND.   
   >>   
   >>   
   >> You should have displayed it on your mother's refrigerator for a   
   >> week, then tossed it.   
   >   
   >   
   >   
   > Will Donkey is not able to grasp the fact that he does not do these   
   > things well.   
      
   He doesn't lie to his betters very well either!1!   
      
   --   
   "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   
      
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