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Oranges And Grapes

Rating: 3.8
Oranges and grapes refuse to grow in the cold.
Today I sing and dance, refuse to grow old.
Yet all the same, time is tyrant and ruthless,
Unfolds my wrinkling years, it is relentless.

Now and then the lots seem to be gentle and kind,
But alloyed with fate the somnambulist is blind.
Luck and fortuity might act as a soubrette,
Life spins our fate like roulette in a film set.
Still, let us drink to life, celebrate, and be glad,
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POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem consists of three quatrains and a couplet in fourteen lines. A sonnet in four stanzas, it follows a rhyme scheme of aabb, ccdd, eeaa, and ff.

The word sonnet is synonymous with quatorzain, or fourteener. The 13th century Sicilian poet Giacomo da Lantini is credited as the inventor of this verse form. This genre of poetry has been popular throughout history. The names of the Italian poets Petrarch, Dante and Michelangelo are associated with the sonnet. And so is Shakespeare in England, who composed 154 sonnets, mostly in iambic pentameters.

The poem “Oranges and Grapes” forms part of the Poetry and Mathematics project implemented at Dalhousie University, Halifax. The sonnet opens the door for interdisciplinary explorations, because, among other things, it is structured in 14 lines. Number theorists point out that 14 is a composite number, its divisors being 1,2,7, and 14. It is also the sum of the first three squares (1^2 + 2^2 +3^2) and thus a square pyramidical number. Furthermore, the number 14 is associated with the polyhedron cuboctahedron, the truncated cube and the truncated octahedron, since each of these geometrical solids feature 14 faces. Another attribute of 14 links this number to Euler’s totient function.
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COMMENTS
Belle Wassermeister 24 October 2020
You certainly have a scientific mind, Paul!
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A B Faniki 15 September 2019
Beautiful sonneteering and lovely rhyme and rhythm. Thanks for sharing
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Me Poet Yeps Poet 11 April 2019
Still, let us drink to life, celebrate, and be glad, Let us sing and dance today, refuse to be sad. Oranges and grapes do not grow in the cold, A warm wind ties ribbons to maple leaves of gold. I LOVE SONNETS TECHNICALLY I KNOW FA BUT have composed a few loved by all u r a great sonneteer Sir ANOTHER CANADIEN BEING READ BY ALL KEEP AT IT OLD AGE IS A NUMBER ONLY
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Sochukwu Ivye 18 October 2017
You have a heart for beautiful poetry. Brilliant composition.
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Sophy Chen 17 October 2017
A nice sonnet and i love it so much and thank you so much Paul! Sophy Chen in China
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Sophy Chen 17 October 2017
A very nice sonnet and i love it so much and thank you so much Paul! Sophy Chen in China
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Me Poet Yeps Poet 19 September 2017
ur a very beautiful talented poet all say so i now also know so I am told you are one of the best Yes all that profess Wish you could read my MOM'S SMILES and see how a mother's charms live for centuries will ye please kindly
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B.m. Biswas 30 March 2017
Thanks for the poets note..... Thanks again for introducing the name of Giacomo the Lentini as the inventor of sonnets... and the man really deserves so.... next rightly you bring Petrarch who wrote sonnets for her beloved Laura..... I am happy because as the inventor of sonnets I always take the name of Lentini but I follow most of the people from my school life to till now take the name of Petrarch...... Now I get you to utter the name of Lentini........ thanks. For your poem I enjoy it... I also enjoy all the comments..... I hope to keep my understanding and critique very soon.
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Paul Hartal 23 July 2016
Thank you all for your comments. Regarding A. Madhavan's critique: 1. The words 'ruthless' and 'relentless' are listed as rhymes in The Penguin Rhyming Dictionary. 2. And more importantly, I believe that the heart of poetry is the poetry of the heart. Therefore, for my part, being 'sentimental' is not necessarily a bad thing. And showing emotions is human. We come to this world through love, and without love life is meaningless. I view kindness and compassion among our greatest virtues. They hold the keys to human salvation. Alienation from Man, crusty insensitivity represent a grave danger to human survival. Indurated callousness feeds the shadow, the dark side of life affiliated with cruelty, violence and war. 3. Poetry thrives on imagination. Those who spurn it- like Plato, who wanted to ban poets from his Republic- have their answer in Einstein: I'm enough of an artist to draw freely on my imagination, which I think is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited, imagination encircles the world (Interview with Albert Einstein by George S. Viereck, published in the Philadelphia Saturday Evening Post, October 26,1929) . 4. We live in a mathematical universe, which involves codes and emblems.The brain processes the information encoded in the world by means of symbols. Human communication proceeds through metaphors. This is not a pathetic fallacy but a scientific fact. 5. Furthermore, although a poet has a passport to travel through kingdoms of other worlds, I don't think that saying that Life spins our fate like roulette in a film set, invokes the 'supernatural'. Mind you, the actual world is bigger than us. The credo that humans can exercise complete control over their life does not hold water. Rather, it seems to reflect a measure of naive detachment from reality. Paul Hartal
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A. Madhavan 05 June 2016
The poet knows the Sonnet form, and chooses to rhyme in couplet fashion, 'aa.bb. cc'; but I think 'ruthless' and 'relentless' in the first quatrain are not rhymes in the strict sense. I note that several readers like this poem. To me the theme appears rather sentimental. I am personally trying to avoid 'the pathetic fallacy' of making ideas and concepts into personages or supernatural entities: e.g. Life spins our fate like roulette in a film set. If readers like it, I accept I am unfit to assess poems and choose the best every day. Am I jealous? Even Shakespeare accepted he cursed his fate, / Wishing me like to one more rich in hope./..Desiring this man's art and that man's scope (Sonnet XXIX) . Was it Francis Bacon who said, Envy has no holidays?
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