by greenmountaineer
Rather cheered me up this morning - so thank you. S.O.
This one really seems to want to be a villanelle, with the repetitions of the rhymes. I can even start it for you:
I don't know why the universe spins,
The laws of science you can't disavow.
There aren't any angels dancing on pins.
& etc. (the much more complicated part, of course). I think it could be an excellent villanelle, actually. You have some awfully good lines in it. Your whole second stanza is perfect for a villanelle:
I can make robots that play violins,
grow vast timberlands from twigs on a bough,
though I don't know why the universe spins.
I really love these lines:
so why would I make up devils or jinns,
why kill the buddha or follow the tao?
My one significant objection is here:
I can take cells from the ear of a sow // to make rayon purses or to clone twins.
with the word "rayon," which is an artificial fiber--not "from the ear of a sow" (unless I missed something in the Wikipedia page). Maybe "stem cell purses"?
I dunno.
But, as always, I find your poems interesting, informative, and entertaining. Thanks.
Edit: change line 12 to read:
"to make pigskin purses or to clone twins."
However, I think I'll stay with the terza rima instead the suggested villanelle.