From De Vaults: Selfstalk Blogtrawl No. 1a
by Tama Boyle
With regard to the subject matter of the previous blogtrawl post, I have rediscovered this esoteric and, to date, untitled bit of doggerel which I composed ex tempore a couple of years ago for a fellow-travelling Kropotkin crossword enthusiast:
As the sharpener whets the pencil
So the crossword does my mind
Square by square its vacant spaces I defeat
Dilettanteish pretence’ll
Seldom solve the clues you find
Fiendishly conceived, with jeopardies replete
Amazably refined, so perfect and discrete
Yeah… As you might have guessed, I used to be a geek. But then they changed what a geek was. Now what I am is not a geek and what a geek is is shit and unappealing to me.
Une Belle Laide: fascinating in its lack of appeal
NB: “Dilettanteish” in l.4 is pentasyllabic
