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from Doctor Drink, #1 - J. V. Cunningham
In the thirtieth year of life I took my heart to be my wife, And as I turn in bed by night I have my heart for my delight. No other heart may mine estrange For my heart changes as I change, And it is bound, and I am free, And with my death it dies with me.
Poetry Analysis: “History of Ideas” by J. V. Cunningham
History of Ideas by J.V. Cunningham
God is love. Then by conversion Love is God, and sex conversion.
Sophomore year of college, I decided I would write a paper that was a decent chunk of my grade on a twelve-word poem. I’m pretty sure it started with me flipping through my anthology frantically trying to find a poem to write about and settling on something that looked easy. Then it turned into “challenge accepted” when I realized that twelve words is not many words at all. But I prevailed!--and got an A. Much of the following analysis is based on that paper. (It’s totally going to read like an essay. Sorry not sorry, folks.)
Meditation on Statistical Method
J. V. Cunningham
Plato, despair! We prove by norms How numbers bear Empiric forms, How random wrong Will average right If time be long And errors slight; But in our hearts Hyperbole Curves and departs To infinity. Error is boundless. Nor hope nor doubt, Though both be groundless, Will average out.
On a cold night I came through the cold rain And false snow to the wind shrill on your pane With no hope and no anger and no fear. Who are you? and with whom do you sleep here?
53 J.V. Cunningham

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With every woman
62 by J. V. Cunningham You ask me how Contempt who claims to sleep With every woman that has ever been Can still maintain that women are skin deep? They never let him any deeper in.
Epigram You ask me how Contempt, who claims to sleep With every woman that has ever been Can still maintain that women are skin deep? They never let him any deeper in.
-J.V. Cunningham
29 History of ideas God is love. Then by conversion Love is God, and sex conversion. 33 On a cold night I came through the cold rain And false snow to the wind shrill on your pane With no hope and no anger and no fear. Who are you? And with whom do you sleep here? 55 I had gone broke, and got set to come back, And lost, on a hot day and a fast track, On a long shot at long odds, a black mare By Hatred out of Envy by Despair. 62 You ask me how Contempt who claims to sleep With every woman that has ever been Can still maintain that women are skin deep? They never let him any deeper in. 76 Good Fortune, when I hailed her recently, Passed by me with the intimacy of shame As one that in the dark had handled me And could no longer recollect my name.
from A Century of Epigrams by JV Cunningham