A poem — in Poetry Magazine — called "Pluto Shits on the Universe."
Via Metafilter.
The first link goes to the text of the poem, but you can listen/watch here.
And here's news of the New Horizon fly-by.
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Well Ms. Fatimah is a Bosnian (and probably a Muslim Bosnian at that) with a potty mouth. But is it poetry? But what the heck, she got a Fulbright scholarship
somehow, and I'm certain she spews that filth with the best of intentions.
And you know--the planet or moon Pluto will go on doing its thing long after Ms. Fatimah is worm food.
Althouse...we are not worthy. Where do you find this stuff?
That reminds me why I'm not into modern poetry.
Oh, I didn't have the link to the video right.
I corrected it and did an embed too.
It's very entertaining performed.
I clicked on the link--and got about 30 seconds into the "performance".
"Very entertaining performed"? A chacun son gout.
Venetia Burney just rolled over in her grave...
That's poetry? Sounds more like hip-hop. Shoulda had Biz Markie up there with her.
All the planets are chaotic. It's the n-body problem.
Taking shorter times, so chaos hasn't intervened, classicly, equal areas are swept out in equal time in a given orbit; order the planets by the rate of sweep. Then Pluto is 9th, and stays there.
T S Eliot published The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock in Poetry Magazine. It was his first professionally published poem. Wallace Stevens and Robert Frost and William Carlos Williams are all dishonored by this rap crap.
Another little marker on the steep slide to barbarism, a nice little poem for Jay Z and the Khardashians, everyone with a tramp stamp.
Obviously serious literature.
Right professor ?
Jonathon Coulton, "I'm Your Moon"
I wouldn't put it in the canon just yet, but it was entertaining to watch, and I caught some of its meaning. The mere fact that it was comprehensible puts it ahead of most modern poetry in my book.
Better that than "Allahu Akbar!" I guess.
Pluto is nicely round. I think it is a planet after all. I think it might get its planetary status back. It's hot inside. I think the poet is wrong. Pluto didn't wreck the solar system at all. It's a nice little misunderstood planet but still a planet.
Link to the news article is broken.
"order the planets by the rate of sweep. Then Pluto is 9th, and stays there."
Nice observation.
I get really irritated when people put on the vernacular vocal style of inner city black youths when that is now how they actually speak. The ostentatious vulgarity (and phony vocal stylings) here make this piece simply off-putting in its"Look at me...keepin' it real!" vanity.
Sorry, I liked it. A lot. I can look past the vulgarity because the poem actually requires it.
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