Recently I came across the website onesentencepoems.com and, enjoying the items' brevity, I did some browsing -- and term-searching -- looking for mathy poems. Here are two samples by teacher and poet Jeffrey Park -- originally from Baltimore, now a teacher in Germany.
By Degrees
She always sleeps with protractor and compass
on the bedside table, never knowing when
a sudden fit of geometry will strike in the night.
Numeric
Numbers pelt down from an infinite sky, neither irrational nor imaginary,
the angular ones, 4s and 7s, doing maximum damage.
She always sleeps with protractor and compass
on the bedside table, never knowing when
a sudden fit of geometry will strike in the night.
Numeric
Numbers pelt down from an infinite sky, neither irrational nor imaginary,
the angular ones, 4s and 7s, doing maximum damage.
These one-sentence poems -- and another -- by Jeffrey Park are found online here.
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