Wednesday, March 13, 2024

A Cantrip to Catch Killers

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[First posted on Usenet in December 1994, the verse has been reposted several times since, e.g. September 2001.]


magi...@world.std.com (Gwendolyn M Piper) writes:
| Something evil walks in Massachusetts.
|
| At ten-fifteen this morning, the thirtieth of December,
| two abortion clinics in Brookline were attacked by one or
| possibly two gunmen, presumably of the Fundie variety....
|
| Two are dead, seven are wounded.

The awen is upon me. Hear:

I speak no spell offending the Rede of “harm ye none“,
But chant this charm intending that justice will be done:
Let truth be found for mending the wrong these killers brought,
To infamy unending for all the goals they sought.

Let truth be told in every word, the killers‘ hiding places;
Let truth be seen and truth be heard, the killers‘ names and faces.

That none need longer wonder who drove them to this deed,
Provoked this fatal blunder, inspired them with a creed,
Let lies be torn asunder to show their hidden guide;
Let this be published under the tale of those who died.

Let truth be told for all to know, the guilty ones be named;
May killers and their leaders show their face and be ashamed.

Three times this charm recited, the Furies to invoke;
Thricefold these Three invited to judge the words I spoke.
“Return threefold“ incited against abusive spells;
May I thus be indicted if truth against me tells.

Let truth be told, I say again, no matter where it‘s hidden;
And be they women, be they men, their full exposure bidden.


[As a point of ethics, be it noted that this verse is not a “curse“, as it does not ask for harm to be done to anyone, only for truth to be told... and that equitably, on both (or all) sides. Truth, goes the saying, has a power of its own.]

© 1994 C. M. Joserlin, “Raven”

[The Suno AI has composed and performed a tune for this song.]

Monday, March 11, 2024

Why Be Caws

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In memoriam Martin Gardner (1914-2010),
editor of The Annotated Alice (1960)

A raven’s like a writing-desk in that
You’ll find both in woods and dens, whereat
     Both have flaps, legs, and bills,
     Both possess inky quills,
And both produce notes that are flat.

Their traces are left all around,
On the walls and the stalls and the ground;
     But sometimes the laws
     May require they give ‘​cause’
Whereby they may hold what they’ve found.

They may never say words, yet — no joke —
With the harshest of voices they’ve spoke;
     And though Poe wrote on both,
     Yet I give you my oath,
They’ve done more on him since his croak.

© 2004 C. M. Joserlin, "Raven"

(Some of these individual solutions had been offered by other authors in Gardner's 1960 volume.)