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The Autodidact (poem)

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Deaden the pupil’s mind with repetition
till she succumbs to the correct delusion 

that human knowledge splits so neatly 
into art, science, history, geography

Instead of being an explorer in the mists
and connecting facts into their synthesis

so we end up believing in that division
ignoring the real while lost in revision
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Written by Luke Dunn

July 30, 2018 at 8:20 am

Posted in Poems

The Arrow Of Time (poem)

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Time is just the squelching of moments together
a quantity in physics, or change in the weather

which describes it all but doesn’t help

Time is only there when things are warm
So ignore it and rebel against its form

for a frozen world is utterly unmoving
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Written by Luke Dunn

July 29, 2018 at 10:26 am

Posted in Poems

Dear Aleister (poem)

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Inside your human soul my apprentice
power worthy of the gods resident is

the endless mundanity of this prison earth 
hides it in veils of banal grey of no worth

Worry you not about learning the whole content
of my grimoire for a spell is second to intent

Suck the nectar of sin down and grow fat
invest magic power in your familar, a rat 
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Written by Luke Dunn

July 29, 2018 at 8:18 am

Posted in Poems

Homeless (poem)

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You asked about my life ­ it’s all on the record
every moment every stumbling step towards merit

and the story of what I did spend from my purse
confusion, blind influence, crippling or worse

on a meandering marathon run
I have come to know the one

the voice that won’t be silenced

I have been with my friend
felt her gentle words mend
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Written by Luke Dunn

July 20, 2018 at 10:34 am

Posted in Poems

silly #094

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A member of the Spanish foreign legion had a Scotch whisky to give him Dutch courage before meeting his Italian mistress. But he forgot to use a French letter and ended up with Asian flu that hurt worse than a Chinese burn… When he got back to barracks he told a friend “my weekend went completely Irish… maybe a Swedish massage would cure it .. Still, it could have been worse, I could have come down with German measles!”

Written by Luke Dunn

May 22, 2018 at 7:26 am

Posted in Humour

Reflected Numbers – An Idea

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think about this

look at pi, its digits go on forever

3.14159265…

each successive digit moving to the right is an inverse power of 10. you could speak it as

3 units
1 tenth
4 hundredths
1 thousandth
5 ten thousandths
(…)
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Written by Luke Dunn

May 18, 2018 at 8:24 am

Posted in Math

The Hanged Man (poem)

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When they cut me down from the pedestal
I looked in the eyes of homeless people

on benches and in shop doorways
I noticed that self-same gaze

A thousand times beyond counting
I have glimpsed the eyes of Him
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Written by Luke Dunn

May 14, 2018 at 7:42 am

Posted in Poems