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Dictionary Lesson (Free verse) by Dovina

When I said, “I love you,” and soon realized its reciprocal, “You love me,” and its result, “We are in love,” and much later, with its contrary, “I don’t love you,” and finally its opposite, “I hate you,” and when, after a long hiatus, its many reverses blured into, “I have no feeling for you,” I realized my dictionary is a history, written ahead of fact, a compendium of devolution.

Dovina 22-Nov-04/3:54 PM
Since I posited the notion of “strict sense” as it applies to philosophy that might be used in poems, but which I normally do not use, I should demonstrate. It turns out harder than it seems to filter out all unsupported content and to rely solely on proposition-analysis-hypothesis-conclusion. It may not be possible to write such a poem except in very simplistic scenarios, but here goes:

Jack and Jill
(Strangled Verse) by Dovina

My name is Jack.
I’m a philosopher.
I hold the axiom
that two despicable aspects of character
are fully determinable and separate.
I describe people having them as dorks or dingbats.

George is a dork, but not a dingbat.
Peter is a dingbat, but not a dork.
John is both.
I, of course, am neither.

I like Jill
and will set forth means for obtaining her affection.

My research shows that Jill likes Peter and John,
and she does not like George.
So far, she does not know me.

My analysis leads to two hypotheses:
1. Jill likes dingbats and does not like dorks,
and she accepts John’s dorkness either because
her affinity for dingbatness is greater
than her dislike of dorkness,
or
she accepts John’s dorkness for some unknown,
but overriding, reason.
2. Jill does not care about dorkness or dingbatness
and bases her affections of other factors.

In either case,
Jill most likely favors dingbats,
or at least disfavors them less than she disfavors dorks.
But if Jill likes dingbats, she is probably a dingbat.

I like Jill and dingbats are despicable,
so this uncertainty must be investigated.

I concentrated my research and found:
Jill likes two other dingbats,
and she does not dislike any of the dingbats on my list.

Therefore,
I shall now relinquish my writing pad,
tighten the noose,
and step off this chair.





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