What is the binomial theorem?
Would you mind speaking English, Miss?

What is an isosceles triangle?
I will not even go there. Are you crazy?

What is Aleph null?
Do you mean who is aleph null? Sounds like an immigrant from Israel
 without money.Except we don't get any.

But Israel is not in  financial trouble, why would they want come here when we are in a mess?
They want to know how the other 99.9% live
Sounds like God to me.
Sounds like God, looks like God.Is God.
Is that a proof?
Ask God
QED

What  or who is Aleph null ?
The brother of Aleph One!

What is Aleph?
Do not you know, sir? It is Hebrew.
And Epsilon also for you
This is Greek.
This shows that we are all one
But which one?
Aleph, of course,
Do you mean Ralph? Beowolf?
Gamma of it.
Ooh, what a classy accent.
No more personal comments, thanks.
It does not bother me
Well, you do not mind the worry but I do.

Aujourd'hui, nous étudions la topologie
Ça doit être bref.
Et le caoutchouc
Ooh, vous êtes impoli, n'êtes-vous pas
Regardez, ce n'est pas un jeu de mots croisés
Non, mais vous êtes. Vous obtenez la croix et nous avons
Qu'en est-il des mots?
Juste bourdonnement aujourd'hui.

Maintenant, nous allons apprendre sur les nombres transcendantaux
Vous pouvez parler mais nous ne pouvons pas apprendre
Pourquoi, est-il interdit?
Non, nous sommes juste épais
Eh bien, mon QI n'a que 65 ans et pourtant j'ai un diplôme de maths
D'où?
Vous ne pouvez pas les acheter.
C'est ce qu'ils disent tous
Je suis un crétin, vous êtes un crétin, ils sont des crétins
Et nous?
Tu es un imbécile.

Pourquoi avez-vous cette lettre dans votre main?
C'est un refernce de mon tuteur. "Ce garçon est tellement stupide qu'il ne peut même pas épeler Feck et il n'a jamais entendu parler de Sodome et Gomorrhe.
Eh bien E n'est pas U
Sont-ils les jumeaux sur la rue Coronation
Pour l'amour de Dieu, lisez la Bible.
Sera-t-il heureux?
Non, mais ça t'arrêtera de parler autant.

I like to go out in the country to see lambs gambling in the meadows  as the horses are racing all day.

I told a  lie once.I  said, I will when I get married.

I must make a will, so I am told.From what?

The sausages are rolling the  pastry.They are just like pins.

I don’t know what language cows speak.Moo,moo.Metoo# I blame the paypal bulls,

The cats are at it now MioawMiaow2#.How did they l earn  about unacceptable behaviour when they don’t  even speak English or read the Telegraph?

Apparently  our soles are black and desperately need someone who can dye for them

I believe in salvation as long as I can pick who gets it.Do you get that?

I’d prefer an immobile phone  but who makes them?

Smartphones implies we are stupid,How did they know?

,

After eating several   oranges my mother in law gave birth to her son in the kitchen in the terraced house near the centre of an industrial town.He was 8 weeks early.She and her husband had been to the seaside for  the day.No doubt the train journey could have jolted her insides.
Years later he and I walked down that long beach at Easter time.If she had not gone into labour so soon, I would not be here in this house in a big city.I wouldnot have this blog!

Giving Birth

His mother was a fan of the orange
Preceded by large bowls of porridge
Scott’s Quaker oats
Old fishing boats
Giving birth to a  child  needs great courage

She made lovely bread with brown flour
And  drank  her tea hot by the door
She roasted  and  steamed
As she did in his dreams
92  years  exact to the hour

Do  we have ” best by” dates on our birth certificates?

Do politicians  have ” use by” dates after which we throw them out? Why or why not?

Do we ever throw ourselves away for the wrong reason?

Why do we say, she threw him over? Over what?

I think someone might buy me but as what? Explain

Why is irrational a critical word?

Are we metaphors?

Am I as bright as a button though my IQ is 65?

Thanks for calling to tell me I am owed insurance  money after that bus ran over me in Uxbridge Road.However,I   have died since.

Thanks for asking me what I think of your  telephone service.I
prefer Westminster Cathedral.

Thanks for  saying I have a beautiful voice.However you may not realise I am 87 and  no longer date strange men  or indeed any men or other human beings like women

Thanks for the offer of  three pairs  of shoes for the price of two.I have 50 pairs of shoes now so I must turn down your offer or buy a new home.

Thanks for sending me the Sun.If the Guardian is not there I’d prefer nothing at all to come or if  you are desperate  for money send The Times

Thanks but the LRB is too much for me already.It gives me a certain je ne sais  pas or qua or da da  as I walk into the Turkish Cafe for my coffee.
It keeps men at bay.And women too.I am a loner now

Please stop writing to me.I don’t speak Russian.I don’t even know if it is Russian.And I do not want to  be  your wife.Or a spy.

Cor blimey.Are tower blocks a sign of lack of confidence in highly trained men about all their erections? A form of uncertainty masquerading as boastfulness.Recall Donald Trump’s hands [not for  very long]
Why is our skyline tormented by these gherkins, pickles, onions and garden gnomes?
Where are the Cathedrals of yesteryear? It is a sign of our lack of confidence in Eros and the Sacred.Now they are on fire and it’s a warning.Wood burns.
We need a new paradigm which may be a revolution
.A cathedral has both male and female aspects.Does the Gherkin?
A gherkin is not real food.Like HP sauce it is an addition men demand for slapping onto their well-cooked meals.Do you think the French use HP sauce on their croissants?On their steak au Poivre?
Je m’appelle Catherine.Je desire l’ineffable  toujours tristesse.Or in Britain,mistress.
Je n’aime pas  un homme qui demands  HP GP TCP Tea TT TV. Pourquoi
Et je ne suis pas deus ex machina.
Mein mutter ist immer Zank
I  don’t only speak Afrikaans myself but  also I  can find a translator  soon
Quelle Therese May est un  Carmelite manque?
St Therese et un Hebrew.
You could have blocked my down with a hoover
Carmelites use Judaic spiritual  exercises  except it’s a secret.So don’t pass it on.

https://www.merriam-webster.com/news-trend-watch/barr-report-also-does-not-exonerate-trump-20190324

Extract

The dark wood gleams I see my shadow
And the furniture looks beautiful that way
The keys evoke affection, they let me in
My hands, long and slim touch the ivory
The way kittens do, afraid of their own din
I should be dusting
The vacuum cleaner upstairs sounds like a   mad crowd
Mother too impatient to enjoy the housework game
She’ll be in a bad temper
I should be peeling potatoes
I am alone in this room
Geraniums flower in the window
Outside there are boxes in the palisading
With other flowers,violets,daisies
Noone else has flowers like this in this street
I touch a key tentatively,look at the music
It all comes together like water off a steep hill
Descends into a river
I am playing, at last
I should be carrying in the coal
I should have black hands  like Mother
I play

Sitting at the piano, what reflections
Pull my eyes from looking at the score
As  if  the  unseen critics  were objecting

Noone else is here to be afflicted
I have even closed the open door
Sitting at the piano, now reflecting

I play with both  my hands  consenting
To work together now and furthermore
No  rude critics  made their fine objections

Happiness of children unaccepted
Achievement of this kind is just a bore
I’m sitting at the piano, now reflecting

Life in nuclear families resenting
Attacks by one, malicious in its lore
Imagined critics  made  me feel  dejection

The eyes, the  hands, the mind,  the heart adore
The way the notes  on paper sound, allure.
Sitting at the piano, what reflections
The critics  hear and see with wide attention

https://owl.purdue.edu/owl/subject_specific_writing/writing_in_literature/poetry_close_reading.html

“Introduction

Once somewhat ignored in scholarly circles, close reading of poetry is making something of a comeback. By learning how to close read a poem you can significantly increase both your understanding and enjoyment of the poem. You may also increase your ability to write convincingly about the poem.

The following exercise uses one of William Shakespeare’s sonnets (#116) as an example. This close read process can also be used on many different verse forms. This resource first presents the entire sonnet and then presents a close reading of the poem below. Read the sonnet a few times to get a feel for it and then move down to the close reading.

CXVI

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.

Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle’s compass come:

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

Performing the close read

CXVI.

The number indicates the sonnet’s place in a cycle or sequence of sonnets. Although you may examine the poem on its own terms, realize that it is connected to the other poems in the cycle.”

Read more by using the link at the top

Before we go to bed we vegetate
No need for teacher but a compost heap.
And as we vegetate, we drift to sleep
While in our dreams our little mind debates

I​n ​April  days transcendent is the light
The air is sharp  the wind breathes out  cold sea​
The ​afternoons are longer​, spacious​ bright

​W​omen fear to go out  it when it’s night
More ​are murdered in the home at tea
In ​April we ​ ask questions, seeking light

​Wearing​ summer dresses ​,​​ girls delight​
​ But ​leggings are the​ fashion or tight jeans
The ​afternoons are ​glowing​​ ​ with lust ​bright

Porn is common​, so are leggings tight​
Hormonal heights cast shadows in between
The ​ scruples of the church, the Zeit geist

I’ve been reading the News
And the book reviews
Drinking more tea as I read
Shall I buy one more book
I should never look
Thinking  of  others in need
Donating to  orphans
Buying  new saucepans
Or sheltering  god in the weeds?
I’ve steam cleaned the kitchen
Till the fleas  started bitching
Now I’ve straightened the steamer’s new lead
I’m late having coffee
An hour or so roughly
The clock changing never appealed
So I must get going
The  morning is cunning
Thinks I have time under heel

The world is flat , you are not here
There is no wind ,no still small voice
Right dimensions disappear

Dulled by loss,too wan for fear
There is no sin,there is no choice
The world’s a board , you are not there

I plucked no roses  for your bier
There is no God, there is no Christ
 The vertical has disappeared

I do not burn,I  shed no tears
There is no love, there are no wise.
The world is flat , you are not here

Disconnected  from what’s near
Where walks  the lamb,the sacrifice?
All directions disappeared

Dirac’s  God did shake the dice
Salvation cannot  come from priests
The world is flat , you are not here
The wrong side of the world  is fear

https://bannedbookspod.com/episodes/50-zahl

Britain  puts on its own comic show
Demons  now released,cold hatred bites
Hurts our people slowly, with cruel blows

Masochism  and sadism toe to toe
Kindness and good will are put to flight
Britain  puts on its dark comic show

Did the people voting ever know
What we heard were falsehoods ,patent lies
They hurt our people slowly  like cruel blows 

Now we’re humbled yet we cannot go
The show goes on, the sparrows  softly fly
Britain  puts on its iconic show

Hurt your neighbour, hurt yourself  and more
Stir up  rage and   let the people die
We ourselves made  lowly, by such blows 

Where is sense, where is our true ally?
Peace in our time, how the babies cry.
Britain  puts on its  black comic show
Mocks  the  people , shows love the front door

The pun is mightier than  the word
God’s in the heavens,no light for the world
Curiousity thrills  aegrotats
Always  talk of the funny side of rites
He  resented going to Levens
He rose  like the bread when the yeast is made flesh
It’s bad luck to fake mirrors
I beat men like Blair
Riveting knees and wheels
The child’s cry  dies in the wool
You do not do yahoo? Metoo?
The cauldron of mourning
Stung  to death  by liars.
Put your  nest egg forward
Keep butting one lot in front  of  another
Never say, why.
The cottage was pie
An infinitesmal number divided the fishes and loaves.It’s not called for us
When my rhyme comes
Born on Wednesday.Spoke on Friday.Died later.
Marriage is for creeps
I have seen the writing on the ball
Do your least.
I am punch spunk
Why did the bicycle shriek? It lost its spokes
Do you take this person to be your wife? No,   they are my husband.
We lived in a taunted house till our spirits wailed
Why did the whale eat Jonah? God knows.

Oh, so chaste and pure, my husband said
As  I took but him into my bed
I didn’t know I could have taken   two
He had wit  but I had  got no clue.

I’ve never heard of weddings with two grooms
Is this legal, what is here presumed?
I would have thought two brides a better deal
They could share their worries and their meals

Am I lacking  brains to miss the clue
That if you marry one, you might take two?
Then for each one another must be  found
So I’d have four,  eight, sixteen  kiss my hand

Oh, exponential growth in love and care
This seems odd, how  could I even share?