Monday, August 14, 2006

Tale of the Rake (or Ode to an Asshole)

Monsieur Montreal
was vacuum sealed tight
inside his dadaist
dungarees

he lost his lucidity
once he passed fifty
the effects of gravity
evident

his lust for control
and pretty young prose
created only
impediments

crossing parallel lines
in the name of aesthetics
eyes wide shut but for unconscious
poetics

ah, the vanity of old men
who worship the pen
and grope in the dark for their
muse

is mathematically defined
by Pythagorean minds
as non-linear, impotent and
obtuse



pour poor Monsieur Clifford Duffy


17 Comments:

Blogger Plus Ultra said...

Hey, I am past sixty.....!!!But nevertheless I enjoyed this

8/14/2006 6:20 PM  
Blogger Rappaccini's Daughter said...

Hello Dr. Ng! With all due respect, this was not a general complaint. I had a very specific target in mind. Though I really think it is funny, if just a little mean-spirited.

Nonetheless, I am glad you liked it!

8/14/2006 7:09 PM  
Blogger ozymandiaz said...

Friggin awesome poem. I mean it, friggin awesome. I've got a ways to go before I'm 50 but I love groping in the dark for my muse...
But than again, I've never been very linear...

8/15/2006 9:20 AM  
Blogger Pat Paulk said...

Those things can certainly create "impediments". Looks like a KO to me!! You do stretch the limitations of one's basic math skills. Great poem!!

8/15/2006 10:28 AM  
Blogger Rappaccini's Daughter said...

Thanks Ozy and Pat. So glad you enjoyed it. It was fun to write!

8/15/2006 8:12 PM  
Blogger Cherie! said...

Ah finally a scientifically consistent person who believes in rhythm! I shall be back for a detailed read, this looks lovely.

8/16/2006 10:01 AM  
Blogger Rappaccini's Daughter said...

Cherie: thank you for visiting. i look forward to your return and will be a frequent visitor to your site as well...you do know how to wiggle your words!

8/16/2006 11:36 AM  
Blogger "Angeldust" said...

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8/17/2006 1:08 PM  
Blogger "Angeldust" said...

I think I might know him myself....hmm?

Linkend over from Plus Ultra - enjoyed it!

joy to you
-.a.-

8/17/2006 1:11 PM  
Blogger Rappaccini's Daughter said...

Oh yes. I'm sure. They abound.

Glad you stopped by. Thanks for your comment.

8/17/2006 7:06 PM  
Blogger Jon Cox said...

GREAT WORK!!!!:o)

8/18/2006 12:51 AM  
Blogger Rappaccini's Daughter said...

Jon: Thank you so much. Glad you liked it. Did you ever look into the DOT AND THE LINE?

8/18/2006 7:34 AM  
Blogger floots said...

loved this for its structure and acerbic humour
(but being over fifty i am now going to lie down and cry) :)
cheers

8/22/2006 12:55 AM  
Blogger Rappaccini's Daughter said...

Oh Mister Floots please don't feel bad. I LOVE older men. However, when they abuse their authority (just like the younger ones are apt to do much too much), well, then her fangs come out!

8/22/2006 1:47 PM  
Anonymous **Silvermoon** GEL said...

Love this! I'm an artsy scientist, so this struck home w/ it's wry humor.

8/30/2006 9:58 PM  
Blogger Rappaccini's Daughter said...

m00n: i'm delighted you like this. yes, i really like these poems and am working on a book of them.

9/02/2006 2:16 PM  
Blogger Kaz Maslanka said...

Signorina Rappaccini,
I have never seen science expressed with such feminine aroma. Roll over Sir Isaac and tell Voltaire the news.

Cheers,
Kaz

9/07/2006 12:49 AM  

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