All this feral swine talk reminded me of one of the most succinct, philosophical, psychological, sociological, sexy and romantic poems I’ve ever read. Dorothy Parker authored it sometime back in the ’50s, I think:
Hogamus higamus men are polygamous.
Higamus hogamus, women monogamous.
Inspiring, thought-provoking and titillating. It doesn’t get much better than that.
Old Jules
😉 yeah but this poem doesn’t keep in consideration basic math: men polygamous but how if women monogamous?
Somewhere it doesn’t fit.
Poets always had liberty of imagination I guess and bad math…
But I can see the sexy(ness) and romanticity of it of course 😉
Take care Jules!
Anita: It’s a puzzlement. That’s for sure. But great poems aren’t supposed to be understood by us non-literary types. Thanks for coming by. Jules
Seems to me the popular culture of our times holds it’s more that women tend to be serially monogamous.
Ed: Thanks for the visit. Serially monogamous is a descriptive term. Almost poetic. Gracias, Jules
Hehe Jules I am afraid I understand this poem very well. Do you think I’m starting my transformation into a literary type 😉 ?
Take care!
Anita: Some are born literary I thinks. Likely that’s it, or maybe the poem converted you. Either way, congratulations. Gracias, Jules
Hehe I’m obliged to you Jules, but a corner of my new born literary soul sais : it was better before.
Hugs!!!!
Hi Anita: Before is a hard place to get to from here, but if you play your cards right you might track it down. Otherwise we’re always finding ourselves in After and just have to make do with it. Gracias, Jules
Very true and very apreciated! Thanks Jules I sense some literacy in you too 😉 😀
Huge hug!!!
Gracias Anita. There ain’t a literary bone in my body, though I try faking it at times. Jules
Love old Gord. 😉
Reblogged this on So Far From Heaven and commented:
There’s been a lot of water under the bridge since Dorothy Parker wrote that poem. And there’s been a lot even since I posted it on this blog the first time. But that just goes to prove Parker captured a universal truth. And was never recognized, acknowledged or acclaimed. Never canonized as a saint of the literati.