But it's yours, Robin. Just think of me as il miglior fabbro. ;-)
Seriously, all this talk about languages beyond my ken is making me feel
insecure. All I know is English, German, so-so French & a smattering of
Italian (less Latin & minus Greek). Anything remotely technical fazes me
utterly utterly. Sigh... The world is going to the dogs & me with it
(tempora mutantur et nos mutamur in illis).
mj
Robin Hamilton wrote:
>Hey, that's rather nice Martin.
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>I really hadn't thought of it as a poem (or even any other kind of crafted
>verbal artefact).
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>Why don't you adopt it as your little wandering orphan found poem?
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>By Walker, after Hamilton, perhaps?
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> <g>
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>Robin
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>(Though it did strike me that mibee there was a poem to be
>reverse-engineered from, "Where are the codings of Fortran today?" But more
>than I can get my head around at the moment, so you're welcome to it if you
>want it.
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>Want a signed release?
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> <g>
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>R.)
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>>I like this written as follows, Robin - just a suggestion:
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>>Prolog anyone?
>>Wasn't it at one point
>>the AI language-of-choice?
>>But they're all dead in the water now, bar C+(+).
>>How the whirligig of time brings its revenges.
>> Tithonus
>>I once got a piece of advice
>>(Douglas will appreciate this)
>>from Philip Hobsbaum
>>-- "Never mention a pop song
>>in a poem. It dates you."
>>Goes treble for computer languages --
>>"Where are the codings of Fortran today?"
>> Villon on a bad autumn morning
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>>jwalker
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