Posted by: Richard M. Davis on: 18th September, 2006
When scientists write poetry, the results can be every bit as risible as when arty types get out of their depth in the scientific. Here’s an example par excellence: Stevan Harnad, Professor in Computing at Southampton University, is also a tireless campaigner for Open Access to scientific research. A worthy cause, for which he has [...]
Posted by: Richard M. Davis on: 19th August, 2003
A haiku’s only Seventeen syllables. You can’t really say much.
Posted by: Richard M. Davis on: 24th July, 2003
By unanimous verdict of the judges (me), the winner of the 34 Fairweather House Fridge Poetry Competition is Miss Katy Morgan of Leamington Spa, with the following poem: Cold the long green life Warm the deep chill day Soft bloom as plum sun dance Dark like rain come mud sky. Well done Katy! A bottle [...]
Posted by: Richard M. Davis on: 22nd July, 2003
Here are a couple of old poems about Bulgarian wine, written during the heyday of the Bulgarian Wine Society (1983-?). That awful red wine from Bulgaria Has made weak men much stronger and hairier But those who were strong Didn’t last very long After drinking that wine from Bulgaria. To which I should also add: [...]
Posted by: Richard M. Davis on: 18th July, 2003
Kicking off a new weblog with an old limerick: A babushka from the Ukraine Caught her scarf in the door of a train From Lviv (or Lvov) To the Sea of Azov She was dragged and then dragged back again.