BEAM: A Fibonacci Poem by Dan May
are home —
the Bronx, your boroughs.
Only yesterday still at camp,
learning knots and graphs, writing proofs on infinity.
I taught you the one hundred and sixty-eight automorphisms of the Fano plane.
You wear hijabs, or Jordans, or both. Diverse faces
display the doubts of twelve-year-olds.
But each of you, when
you get it —
Author’s Note: The poem’s syllable line count follows the
Fibonacci sequence numbers 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21 forward and backwards.
This poem and several others of Dan May's math-linked poems may be found here.