June 30th, 2014

hasui saitama mountains

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Definitive, for my own purposes:
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(My caveat is that I will still peeve if someone tells me my trad usage of a word whose meaning has changed is now wrong. My 'begs the question' is not your 'begs the question' but mine is still right.)
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Found verse

Thomas Forster is a mathematician at Cambridge, with some obscure-to-me NZ connection, who also posts a poem a week: lovely stuff, like The Dancing Cabman, last seen in my grade 9 poetry book and enchanting to me in its surrealism. 'Nonsense verse'? Nonsense! But I still agree with many of his statements: "Philip Larkin is the greatest vernacular poet in English of the twentieth century. Or was he? Does being a miserable git (and a gravely ideologically challenged miserable git at that) prevent you from being a great poet?"

If his poem pages have an index rather than an outdated link, I can't find it. Randomosity or nothing. Random however gives you:

Frère Jacques

Life is but a
Life is but a
melancholy flower
melancholy flower
Life is but a melon
Life is but a melon
cauliflower
cauliflower