The mathematical connection for this poem is the fact that it was inspired by regrets for a missed opportunity in a mathematics class -- an opportunity missed by me and thus by one of my students. There are so many ways to be wrong!
**Lament of a Professor **
** at the End of the Spring Semester** by JoAnne Growney
I took an extra step to bridge the gap

between us, blind to your matching backward step.

We've moved in tandem until I'm angry

at you, and at me — I thought you needed

lenience, but reprimands instead

would have changed the direction of our cadence

and given you a chance to lead the dance.

A poem about another of my students, "The Prince of Algebra" is available here. And this link will take you to the poems in my collection, *My Dance is Mathematics* (Paper Kite Press, 2006).