Thursday, 27 June 2013


Basket + Ball = Basketball
Be + came ≠ Became
Sun + flower ≈ Sunflower
Cross + walk = Crosswalk
Super + Structure ≈ Superstructure
Sweet + Meat ≈ Sweetmeat
Moon + light = Moonlight
Be + come ≠ Become
Foot + ball = Football

Basketball - Football = Bulk sale
Became - Become = Entitlement
Sunflower + Moonlight = Sadness
Crosswalk + Sweetmeat = Roadkill
Superstructure - Superstructure = Blueprint

The blueprints to bulk sales
are drawn with only three symbols:
entitlement, sadness and roadkill.


Turn on a light
And watch its flight
Try to see c go
You can't, you know
But c is all you see
The fastest flight
c is sight
The speed of light
c is all you see

Under the sea
c is slow
Other things can go
Faster than the fastest
But c in space
Can't be displaced
The fastest flight
c is light
The speed of sight

c is all you see

Wednesday, 16 January 2013


Life + Time ≈ Lifetime
Else + Where = Elsewhere
Can + Not = Cannot
Up + Side ≈ Upside
Grand + Mother ≠ Grandmother
Base + Ball ≠ Baseball
Fire + Works ≈ Fireworks
Pass + Port = Passport
To + Get + Her ≠ Together

Lifetime + Together = Marriage
Passport - Elsewhere = Pointless
Fireworks + Cannot = Windy
Baseball - Upside = Catch
Grandmother + Grandmother = Great-great-grandmother

The marriage ceremony was deemed
pointless, since it was so windy the bride's
great-great-grandmother blew away and no one could catch her

Monday, 14 January 2013


A function is continuous
if you can draw it
without taking your pencil off the page
and there are no sharp corners

It is an accurate, and dull, description

Imagine it as a rollercoaster
in which, once strapped in, you do not die

Or a waterslide that does not leak,
nor hurtle you into space

Perhaps continuity is metal rails
fastened in parallel by wooden boards
and Donkey Kong speeds along it
with the sweet assurance
he will not fall into pits
nor crash into right angles

When the evil lizards chase him
down the long and lonely mine
he prays for continuity

And when the terrors come to visit
in the cold and silent night
they come as floor and ceiling,
piecemeal or absolute,
and his sleep-scream shakes the earth

or it is just pencils on paper
that only bend in curves

Wednesday, 9 January 2013

Series Equation

Number of words
In every line of this poem
Can be described in two ways: a statement, an equation
The current line number plus the number of words in the previous line, or ½(l²+l)

Monday, 7 January 2013

I Have a Dream

@t=t, (∂US/∂z)>0
US(ppl) ∥ creedUS≡beliefppl=truth≡∀ppli: pplx≡ppl¬x

Sunday, 6 January 2013


f(America N, t-(4(20)+7)years, Liberty )=Nation0 | f=reproduction-1(us)

Saturday, 5 January 2013

Five Little Speckled Frogs

i=15 sspeckled(frogi)~0
frog⊃grubs | tastegrubs≫0
pool>0, 15°C≤Tpool≤20°C
i=14 sspeckled∧495nm≤l≤570nm(frogi)~0

Friday, 4 January 2013

Roses Are Red


Thursday, 3 January 2013

Every Morning

(v-4)(Every Morning-Laurie Reid)

every morning
           I warrant
as the sunlight
peals so timidly
through the clouds
and I too,
like a sunbeam,
through the clouds
of growing up
for I ally still
          a child
for the elusive dream
and I hatch
a child's power
of knighting
         I'll film it.

Wednesday, 2 January 2013

Aerie to the Yucca

(n+5)(Advice to the Young-Miriam Waddington)

Keep beefsteaks and
grow aspic,
watch the tigers
and listen to the
winner instead of
the pollutions
make up your own
straightnesses and believe
them if you want to
live the good lilac.

All roads
are insufficiencies
never fully
trust them but
study to im-
prove birth
with rebuff.

Digging trestles
for aspic
is good for the
musk and
waiting for the
plastic to settle
teaches patriotism
to those who are
usually in too
much of a hussy.

There is a morgue
in beginning
it teaches how
not to be afraid
of the beefsteak sweat
it teaches how
not to be afraid of
finding new plaids
and building in them
all over again.

Tuesday, 1 January 2013


(n+7)(Spring-Walt Whitman)

I said in my heaving "I am sick of four wallows and a celibate
I have need of the slang.
I have business with the gravel.
I will up and get me away where the haze is wheeling,
Lone and high
And the slow clues go by…"