
Day: July 27, 2024
Hit the bed
Humour usually helps us,It helps physical illness,tension,depression,stress.It helps people to forgive each other and it helps our minds to function better,There are lots of books with collections of humour from different sources, different people and different cultures even religions.You can also get good sources from the internet if you want to save money.Alberta MacEinstein [Ms]
That’s uncertainty.
Wendy Heisenberg.{Dr}
Pope Jane 1
That’s uncommon sense
Tea Leafe.[Mrs]
The funny way of algebra
Get on with mathematics
So why do we use letters in algebra?
Numbers have no phones.
What would happen if parallel lines met,?
Trains would crash
What is the square root of minus 1,?
I didn’t even know numbers had any roots square or circular.
How many degrees are there in a right angle?
I thought you got degrees at Uni .
I don’t understand what this right angle is.
It means :Looking at the world in the best possible way.
What is trigonometry for?
Measuring triggers.
What is topology?
The height of wisdom
Why do we need numbers?
It takes two to tango.
Dad’s smokey jacket

In my dreams I travel deep and low
Into the happy world of long ago
The jacket on the chair that smelled of smoke
The funny tales, he sang, he laughed, he spoke
So faint the memory yet ,strong are its remains
Security and love in our domain
The brushes and the stipplers all stood by
For noone told his tools that he would die.
On his shoulders, like a queen I rode
So safe and happy on the path he trod.
His voice was clear and he could whistle too
In those days men were used to do
And love shone from him on my mother dear
She laughed and made us cakes for Sunday tea
What tragedy to leave his children five
But in that distant space he is alive
The fire as red as any glowing rose
We were dressed so well in home made clothes
Too happy, needing no words to relate
Our sense of being in this generous space
I can’t get back to them I cannot swim
The passages too wet, the light so dim
Yet I feel it in my body faint and clear
Death is not the end of those so dear.
Deep inside our minds , ancestors live
And to out hearts a depth and breadth they give
Yet missing him,I hover near the place
Where I might dive into his lost embrace
The table where we banged our little heads
The chairs to close together like a bed
The teapot always full, the sugar bowl
The fire, the kettle , pussy cat and coal
The fireplace had its oven nice and warm
Looking at red coals made me feel calm
The children seem to play in that far space
All around is love am so on I gaze
What is irony?

https://simple.wikipedia.org/wiki/Irony
Extract
Irony is a term for a figure of speech.[1] Irony is when something happens that is opposite from what is expected. It can often be funny, but it is also used in tragedies. There are many types of irony, including those listed below:
- Dramatic irony, when the audience knows something is going to happen on stage that the characters on stage do not.
- Socratic irony, when someone (usually a teacher) pretends to be stupid in order to show how stupid his pupils are (while at the same time the reader or audience understand the situation).
- Cosmic irony, when something that everyone thinks will happen actually happens very differently.
- Situational irony e.g. Mr. Smith gets a parking ticket. This is ironic because Mr. Smith is a traffic warden.
- Verbal irony is an absence of expression and intention. Sarcasm may sometimes involve verbal irony.
- Irony of fate is the misfortune in the result of fate or chance.
- The difference between of things seem to be or reality.
Examples[change | change source]
- In Shakespeare’s play Romeo and Juliet, Juliet takes a potion that will put her to sleep, making her look dead. She does this in the hopes of being reunited with Romeo. He incorrectly learns of her death, and kills himself. This is an example of dramatic irony, as the reader/viewer knows she is not dead, but Romeo does not.
- A common example of cosmic irony could be that a child wants some kind of pudding, and misbehaves to try to get it. The parent withholds it because of the child’s behavior.
- Verbal irony can be found in sarcasm, but not just that.
- In Sophocles‘ play Oedipus Rex, Oedipus acts out based on the knowledge of his fate which in turn leads to the fulfillment of the tragic fate. This is an example of how fate plays on irony.
Humour and poetry
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2010/04/humor-and-poetry
Extract:
In 1993, I took a left turn one day out of my MFA program and found myself at the National Poetry Slam in San Francisco. There I discovered several poets who were funny for the sake of being funny. Particularly Hal Sirowitz from New York (“don’t stick your arm out the window, mother said” and Matt Cook from Milwaukee (“it was easy to write the Great American Novel, back when there were only five American novels”) Both poets initially delighted me and confounded me: There are no similes, a voice in my head said. What would Tom Lux (my first teacher) say? the voice continued. Despite my resistance, I believe those poets gave me a kind of permission to explore humor a little more vigorously in my second book, The Forgiveness Parade (1998), for “I thought the word loin and the word lion were the same thing. I thought celibate was a kind of fish”. Perhaps in that book there were places where I was too vigorous in my pursuit: looking back there are a few poems that are just a little too jokey somehow, a little one-dimensional.
I am becoming aware of how some humor can set a roadblock for the poetic speaker, making it impossible for the speaker to get back to a serious place. And how some other (less frequent) uses of humor can leave that door open. I want to leave that door open
Geese and God
I remember all the funny things we did
Peering into windows lit by lamps
Climbing cliffs then chased by geese and dog
Walking down from Redcar, sea so still
After Saltburn Pier, the cliffs high jump
I remember all the funny things we did
Wandering Whitby in a sea grey smog
Eating a pork pie cut into lumps
Climbing cliffs then chased by geese and dog
Old Hunstanton , white sands where we’d sit
The wild spikes of the gorse spread out unclamped
I remember all the colours,scents, and that
I feel the joy inside my heart is lit
Woe is leavened by old nature’s stamp
Climbing high then chased through mud by dogs
We see in shadows shades are not so stark
In Studland Bay astonished by skylarks
I remember all the humour and the love
Climbing cliffs then caught by geese and God
( We were chased by geese in Devon after climbing a cliff.No doubt chased by a man after we peered into his garden)
