Two Short Poems on Letters and Numbers

September 24, 2015 by Quin Finnegan at 8:29 pm

Down on the Farm
On a page as white as milk, row
after row of black letters filled
a large field of text to be tilled
with red tools, such as a pilcrow.

Way Out There
Neither the infinite nor the infinitesimal
will you reach with yet another decimal.

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3 Comments Filed Under: bloggerel verse, finnegan, pomes penyeach

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Big Jon Bully says

September 28, 2015 at 11:42 am

Excellent, thanks. Blogging rocks.

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- Brian Jobe says
  
  September 28, 2015 at 11:22 pm
  
  Thanks, Big Jon …
  
  But Korrektiv is dead,
  Like Lickona said.
  
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Big Jon Bully says

September 30, 2015 at 8:29 am

Man…say it ain’t so.

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