This sonnet retells a familiar story -- a teacher influences a student's choice of studies. Prior to reading, many in mathematics may wonder: how can a student leave mathematics for poetry when mathematics is poetry? Whatever your view, I think you will enjoy this poem.
Prof of Profs by Geoffrey Brock
For Allison Hogge, in memory of Brian Wilkie
I was a math major—fond of all things rational.
It was the first day of my first poetry class.
The prof, with the air of a priest at Latin mass,
told us that we could “make great poetry personal,”
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Sunday, December 11, 2011
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