My drumming is always an experiment.
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The value and utility of any experiment are determined by the fitness of the material to the purpose for which it is used, and thus in the case before us it cannot be immaterial what plants are subjected to experiment and in what manner such experiment is conducted.
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To call in the statistician after the experiment is done may be no more than asking him to perform a post-mortem examination: he may be able to say what the experiment died of.
quote by Ronald Fisher
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To consult the statistician after an experiment is finished is often merely to ask him to conduct a post mortem examination. He can perhaps say what the experiment died of.
quote by Ronald Fisher
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It is important to experiment and endlessly seek after creating the best possible flavors when preparing foods. That means not being afraid to experiment with various ingredients.
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If your experiment needs statistics, you ought to have done a better experiment.
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An animal experiment cannot be justifiable unless the experiment is so important that the use of a brain-damaged human would be justifiable.
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A theory can be proved by experiment; but no path leads from experiment to the birth of a theory.
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A theory can be proved by experiment but no path leads from experiment to the birth of a theory.
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Leaving
Actually leaving is a necessity
I leave many times
And much oftener than usual
Most birds leave to warmer places
I go the other way around
In isolation
In an island of isolation
It may be cold
But I am the only bird in there
It is such a nice feeling
Being one and only
Being isolated
Like an experiment
Life, an experiment.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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An Experiment Of Life....
life is an experiment
this poem is, was, and will always be
another experiment
imitating life, art imitating that serious life
that broken heart
mimicking pain
but can never be
the same
life is so beautiful, because of this experiment
shades of colors mixing in the atmosphere
life changing perfumes
hues,
changing shapes, birds, fish, islands
clouds,
never ending drama
conversations without end
whispers without edges
this one too, the one that you have never felt
even before
as you once closed the door
this is a cloud peeping for you
longing
drifting imitating you
changing
clothes, self, shedding off skin
snake, shark,
shoelace,
waters, sands, kiss, arms,
bodies....
just you and me
behind your nape my hush....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Increase in pay
I hear him humming
A song of increase in pay
The same tune he keeps on drumming
Day after day after day
'Increase in pay, ’ he says
'Increase in play, ' he says
Today his hair is whiter than grey
Thirteen increments of pay
But he still keeps on humming
The same tune he keeps on drumming
'Increase in pay, ’ he says
'Fewer hours, more power, ' he says
No more do they listen
Once they did when he glistened
Now they wait gently endlessly
Now they debate quietly mercilessly
'Delay the pay, ' they say
'Decrease the play, ' they say
Can't you see his hair has turned all grey?
Soon! Soon he shall only wither away!
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Is music mute the poem's ripened fruit?
In a smart burnoose, Khadour looked on, amused;
it suited him, to pick the choicest fruit
from market stalls, comparing each with all
and, smiling, then point out the Eastern style
allowing customers to choose what must
be brought to table straightway, and what ought
to be allowed to ripen a degree;
and so, politely indicate the sin
of thinking that the West were always best…
[An experiment in five-stress lines
internally rhyming the first, second or third foot
with the last (fifth) foot;
as an alternative to end-rhymes..
The first line is from Elizabeth Bishop,
which promoted the experiment..;
comments on the effect?
or better, try it yourself? ]
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Sorry, no, I'm never satisfied with my drumming.
quote by Pat Mastelotto
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The impatient hours
The impatient hours
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The drumming of fingers
The ticking of the clock
Loudly fill the impatient hours
Wasteful in their emptiness
Surely there must be something better
But the wait continues anyway
Waiting on a promise to come good
Hoping its not like past promises
Which all became just lies
Paranoia stalks the mind
Reminding of the past disappointments
Why should this one be any different
Why wait in stale confines
When you could leave, walk away
Forget the promise in an instant
The drumming of fingers
The ticking of the clock
Grow ever louder
Counting each possible outcome
The promise bares fruit
Or becomes another lie
Still waiting on the realisation
In the impatient hours
Wasting the day into nothing
poem by Matthew Holloway
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I've always seen my drumming as lyrical anyway.
quote by Jimmy Chamberlin
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Seemed to me that drumming was the best way to get close to God.
quote by Lionel Hampton
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These Criers Would Not Have Survived
My family and I grew up in Hartford's projects.
Built in the late 40's as an experiment.
Needless to say,
That experiment involved people of color.
And it wasn't considered assisted living.
The amenities I remembered receiving,
Were indignities spiced on a regular basis.
And I remember vividly who sacrificed!
And when I hear many people excuse their misdeeds,
On TV...
To exclaim painful childhood memories?
These criers would not have survived,
The host of obscenities that has motivated my life.
And when I think of people like these,
Of having no other priorities but their selfish whims...
I can understand why their realities,
For them seem to come to an end!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If you cannot dance, you will say the drumming is poor.
Drumming was the only thing I was ever good at.
quote by John Bonham
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