Søren Kierkegaard (1813-1855), illustration by P.C. Klæstrup‘Two Times Two Is Four’: A Poem by T.M.A. Day The Society May 23, 2024 Culture, Poetry 14 Comments . Two Times Two Is Four Now Kierkegaard once wrote a book, __Entitled Either/Or, But for myself, I only know, __That two times two is four. For though the oceans brim with blood, __Foretold in ancient lore, The word still stands through bitter scorn, __That two times two is four. That though the skies may melt with fire, __And blacken heaven’s door, The truth abides within itself, __That two times two is four. My words are weak, my meter quaint, __My rhymes are very poor, I am not worthy to proclaim, __That two times two is four. That though life be but bitterness, __And I may be a bore, It may be wormwood and a gall, __But two times two is four. . . T.M.A. Day is in formation for the Catholic priesthood in the Archdiocese of Indianapolis, Indiana. NOTE TO READERS: If you enjoyed this poem or other content, please consider making a donation to the Society of Classical Poets. The Society of Classical Poets does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or commentary. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Trending now: 14 Responses Roy Eugene Peterson May 23, 2024 Logic has become a tragic loss in these days of corruption and hypocrisy by the body politic and its leaders. I commend you on your poems that seems to point to the timeless value of logic. Reply Cheryl Corey May 23, 2024 Your meter may be “quaint”, but the message is spot on. Love it! Reply Irena May 23, 2024 A delightful poem. Reply Julian D. Woodruff May 23, 2024 What a coincidence!–your truth and mine agree! I like your “just the facts” plainness. Reply Alan Orsborn May 23, 2024 Your poem is very deep and says a lot. Despite the propaganda, the gaslighting, the pressure to not believe our lying eyes, there are certain immutable facts. Your poem reminded me of something that Dostoevsky puts into the mouth of the sociopathic Underground Man in Notes from Underground, a fitting epigraph: “I agree that two times two makes four is an excellent thing; but if we are dispensing praise, then two times two makes five is sometimes a most charming little thing as well.” Reply Russel Winick May 23, 2024 Great poem – sure to get you placed on “progressive” dartboards! Reply jd May 23, 2024 Enjoyed your like-minded poem, T.M.A. I wish you blessings in your holy endeavor and have added your name to my prayercard for Priests. Reply Joseph S. Salemi May 23, 2024 It’s interesting that Orwell brought up this same point in his novel 1984, where part of the main character’s torture was being compelled with electric shocks to say that four fingers were five. At one point when the pain was unbearable, he screamed “Yes! Yes! There are five fingers!” His torturer said “Not good enough. You can’t just say it to avoid pain. You have to BELIEVE it, internally.” Orwell, as usual, was prescient about ideological totalitarianism and how it is not satisfied with rote, external acceptance of a lie. The left-liberals insist that you must be completely psyched into believing it and accepting it as gospel truth. This is why one of the most counter-revolutionary political acts you can do right now is to call out — publicly and loudly — that left-liberal orthodoxy is a tissue of lies. Say it in poetry, say it in prose, or just say it bluntly in someone’s face. Our enemies really fear this, which is why they do everything in their power to shut down and censor and silence us. Reply Cynthia Erlandson May 23, 2024 Delightful! And your rhymes aren’t “poor” at all ! Reply Margaret Coats May 23, 2024 In the central stanza here, where fiery skies may blacken heaven’s door, there seems to be an allusion opposed to what Jesus promises when He says the “gates of Hell” shall not prevail against the Church. The situation opposing simple truth is truly desperate when battle is taking place at Heaven’s door, rather than at the gates of Hell, where the war against evil and falsehood ought to take place. This subtle touch develops emotion and helps to demonstrate the speaker’s heavenly firmness in this truth-telling poem. Reply Phil S. Rogers May 23, 2024 Unfortunately America seems to have become a nation where logic and common sense no longer rule. Great poem. Thank you Reply Joshua C. Frank May 24, 2024 This is great! I work in math, so I really appreciate the refrain. Your rhymes are hardly “poor!” It’s a shame that the world is now so set against basic truth that there are actually people who claim that math is inherently racist, let alone various other basic truths that fly in the face of modern “thinking.” Also, it’s nice to hear that you’re in formation for the Catholic priesthood. We need more priests! Reply Susan Jarvis Bryant May 25, 2024 I really like this poem – it lets me know that in this increasingly mad, bad world there’s hope. Thank you! Your words of truth (so prized and rare) Have filled my heart with glee. If two times two are four then there Are signs of sanity. Reply C.B. Anderson June 13, 2024 2 x 2 = 7 as far as I’m concerned. I have learned to toe the line and shed the fetters of conventional rationality. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. 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Roy Eugene Peterson May 23, 2024 Logic has become a tragic loss in these days of corruption and hypocrisy by the body politic and its leaders. I commend you on your poems that seems to point to the timeless value of logic. Reply
Julian D. Woodruff May 23, 2024 What a coincidence!–your truth and mine agree! I like your “just the facts” plainness. Reply
Alan Orsborn May 23, 2024 Your poem is very deep and says a lot. Despite the propaganda, the gaslighting, the pressure to not believe our lying eyes, there are certain immutable facts. Your poem reminded me of something that Dostoevsky puts into the mouth of the sociopathic Underground Man in Notes from Underground, a fitting epigraph: “I agree that two times two makes four is an excellent thing; but if we are dispensing praise, then two times two makes five is sometimes a most charming little thing as well.” Reply
jd May 23, 2024 Enjoyed your like-minded poem, T.M.A. I wish you blessings in your holy endeavor and have added your name to my prayercard for Priests. Reply
Joseph S. Salemi May 23, 2024 It’s interesting that Orwell brought up this same point in his novel 1984, where part of the main character’s torture was being compelled with electric shocks to say that four fingers were five. At one point when the pain was unbearable, he screamed “Yes! Yes! There are five fingers!” His torturer said “Not good enough. You can’t just say it to avoid pain. You have to BELIEVE it, internally.” Orwell, as usual, was prescient about ideological totalitarianism and how it is not satisfied with rote, external acceptance of a lie. The left-liberals insist that you must be completely psyched into believing it and accepting it as gospel truth. This is why one of the most counter-revolutionary political acts you can do right now is to call out — publicly and loudly — that left-liberal orthodoxy is a tissue of lies. Say it in poetry, say it in prose, or just say it bluntly in someone’s face. Our enemies really fear this, which is why they do everything in their power to shut down and censor and silence us. Reply
Margaret Coats May 23, 2024 In the central stanza here, where fiery skies may blacken heaven’s door, there seems to be an allusion opposed to what Jesus promises when He says the “gates of Hell” shall not prevail against the Church. The situation opposing simple truth is truly desperate when battle is taking place at Heaven’s door, rather than at the gates of Hell, where the war against evil and falsehood ought to take place. This subtle touch develops emotion and helps to demonstrate the speaker’s heavenly firmness in this truth-telling poem. Reply
Phil S. Rogers May 23, 2024 Unfortunately America seems to have become a nation where logic and common sense no longer rule. Great poem. Thank you Reply
Joshua C. Frank May 24, 2024 This is great! I work in math, so I really appreciate the refrain. Your rhymes are hardly “poor!” It’s a shame that the world is now so set against basic truth that there are actually people who claim that math is inherently racist, let alone various other basic truths that fly in the face of modern “thinking.” Also, it’s nice to hear that you’re in formation for the Catholic priesthood. We need more priests! Reply
Susan Jarvis Bryant May 25, 2024 I really like this poem – it lets me know that in this increasingly mad, bad world there’s hope. Thank you! Your words of truth (so prized and rare) Have filled my heart with glee. If two times two are four then there Are signs of sanity. Reply
C.B. Anderson June 13, 2024 2 x 2 = 7 as far as I’m concerned. I have learned to toe the line and shed the fetters of conventional rationality. Reply