The Poet as Scientist: Epitaph of Michael Katai, from the Hungarian, 1606

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The Geek's Raven
[An excerpt, with thanks to Marcus Bales]

Once upon a midnight dreary,
fingers cramped and vision bleary,
System manuals piled high and wasted paper on the floor,
Longing for the warmth of bedsheets,
Still I sat there, doing spreadsheets:
Having reached the bottom line,
I took a floppy from the drawer.
Typing with a steady hand, I then invoked the SAVE command
But got instead a reprimand: it read "Abort, Retry, Ignore".

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Friday, December 16, 2016

Epitaph of Michael Katai, from the Hungarian, 1606

Michael Katai, World's Exemplar Pupil of Epicurus Follower and companion of Sardanopolis, Bacchus, Venus Son of Voluptas. Those musty Tomes recording the name of God That silly nonsense of ephemeral faith that I withheld Enemy of my country, by my own nation sold And soaked, Good Sir, in poison's blood! I read the book of the living God That if you would believe himself, his divine fury Spreading abroad indiscriminately Down the awful, infernal hierarchy To all the Great a mockery! To me all of God's firmament Manifests God's existence; All that I owed, I gave: Here I lie, hewn sawdust in the grave!

The Poet as Scientist