One Single Impression: Recursive Logic
This is my impression for this week’s prompt on thinking. There’s a loop hidden in my loops.
Argument: Recursive by Librarian Avenger
Logic bends back on itself, the way day bends back into night. Night yawns into darkness as infinite as cyberspace, where my words spread out in lines that loop back on themselves, rerunning thoughts through the human processors of life’s infinitely looping program.
Program a mantra, a ritual, a fearless loop that will march words from my brain to my fingers without the worry that the prose isn’t perfect. Perfect my imperfection until no flaws inhabit my lines, until there is no risk the lines mirror back a personal flaw reflected in the third word of the fourth paragraph’s fifth sentence.
Sentence me to soulless loops that curve around my deviations, that line me up and fill my pages with clear, impenetrable logic.
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10 Comments
naramalone
Thanks for the feedback everyone.
@Jim I was so focused on making each new sentence start with the same word the last ended with, that I never even noticed there was no fourth paragraph with a fifth sentence. I don't think I'm going to attempt to correct that. All these loops make my eyes cross.
Jim
Nara, I will try to find that third word of the fourth paragraph’s fifth sentence but I do believe on this page it is none existent. Or is it only diminishing to the point at which my telescopic eyes can no longer perceive even to the fourth line?
I do like your loops, I used to program the NASA computers to run in those circles with visual lights tracing the software operations.
Thank you for your use of this prompt, I enjoyed your prose poem here very much. I might like to try prose poems after I study them a little more.
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The Dark Lord
Great words there… Loved the writeup… The last line was simply brilliant!
anthonynorth
Logic and emotion mix nicely here. Great words.
Tumblewords
sentence me to soulless loops – an unbeatable description. Nice work!
SandyCarlson
That last sentence of your poem has me. I can't get out.
floreta
wow, i love this! the paragraphs fit also.. in all that algorithm. 🙂
Fledgling Poet
This was so cleverly done…a poem filled with logic, yet also with emotion.
sue
a fascinating prose poem.
Mojo
Careful Nara, those recursive calls use a ton of stack space. And not just in code.