Un poema para Jon y Eguren
O net, be fed with Apples while you may,
And feel the set you use of data arrays,
A smiling iconface on the streamingly baudway,
Though in what listening port eight for the ping
That inits in outer domains windowsly
The dumb thing that you see is what you get:
Be plugged, enjoy the session, lock your caps,
Exquisite in the Peirce of Sanders Charles,
That shivening mark-up not to be despised.
Take your ADL in momentariness,
Type between key and key - include barspace
With the script´s easiness, though not its links.
O net, be fed with Apples while you may,
And feel the set you use of data arrays,
A smiling iconface on the streamingly baudway,
Though in what listening port eight for the ping
That inits in outer domains windowsly
The dumb thing that you see is what you get:
Be plugged, enjoy the session, lock your caps,
Exquisite in the Peirce of Sanders Charles,
That shivening mark-up not to be despised.
Take your ADL in momentariness,
Type between key and key - include barspace
With the script´s easiness, though not its links.
1 comentario:
Magnífico trasvase del esquema amoroso al informático. Pero ¿cuál es el modelo que te da la retórica del soneto, la base que varías? Le doy mil vueltas; me suena: repaso mis clásicos barrocos, metafísicos, Shakespeare, Donne, Marvell, hasta Vaughan...y nada o no lo localizo.
Al final se me ocurre que en "Against Unworthy Praise" hay alguna semejanza:
"O heart, be at peace, because
nor knace nor dolt can break..."
del Yeats de Green Helmet. No sé me rindo.
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