Who said mathematics was void of poetics?
I dedicate this triptych to Mademoiselle Wuscher, my most human teacher of maths, back in Pertuis, Provence (1983-84) – as well as my peerie African sister, who embraced them as poetry 🙂
Thales & Pythagoras deciphered the mystics with flair.
Here, as shared with both the Westside Writers & then my peerie sister from the heart , as well as in anticipation to tomorrow’s Higher Mathematics’ exam for all pupils: (as inspired from a recent Prelim)
blue morning light on
cheery starlings chuckle
wrestle with pi,
rippled silence –
wired cherry trees for Japan,
blue dividing isles,
rolling backbones on green
hillsides, where stones
heart with two hands,
I’ll frame Friday through that window.
In true spirit,
Je suis l’enfant de Claude Roy,
celui qui battait la
Claude Roy: French poet & essayist (1915-1997)
algebraic world from
so many sighs in a cold room.
#micropoetry #geopoetics fae #60N
too many letters,
let loose around
x + 3
a factor of cubic expression.
With renewed thanks to Shetland Times‘ Columnist Doug Forrest for the kind words below: