It's April 1, which means it's National Poetry Month in the US once again. Which, in turn, means I'm going to try to post a poem a day here throughout the month. I've been doing this for a couple of years now, and to change it up a little bit this year I'm going to record the poems as well as posting them. You'll be able to hear them by clicking on the poem title in the post.
This is not going to be a perfect effort. In some cases, I've practiced reading the poem before recording it. In others, I just read it. I'm still working out sound editing and which is the best way to record. There may be the occasional background noise. I really wanted to do this, and decided that if I waited until I had it perfect, it wouldn't ever happen. So I'm learning as I go, which is often the best way. I hope you enjoy the results.
Today's poem was a gift to me from my friend Liz. It's not only wonderful, it also fulfills two criteria that I try to hit when curating poetry for April. It's a suitable bit of nonsense for April Fool's Day, and it's a magnificent riff on William Carlos Williams' "This Is Just to Say."
This Is Just to Say
I have integrated
the random variables
that were in
the sample space
and which
you were probably
saving
for a density function
Forgive me
they were continuous
so normal
and so infinite
by Liz Twarog
1 comment:
Probable/possible my black hen
She lays eggs in the relative when
She doesn't lay eggs in the positive now
Because she's unable to postulate how.
Memorized many years ago because...well, just because.
Reminds me of Grooks, come to think of it.
mlm
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