Here is a poem that plays with the geometry of time -- a poem that first appeared in Mathematics Magazine, Vol 68, No 6 (December 1995), page 288. Several of my other mathy poems written around that same time were collected in a booklet, My Dance is Mathematics, now out of print but available here on my website.
Finding Time by JoAnne Growney
Points chase points
around the circle,
Anti-clockwise,
fighting time.
You know time's a circle,
rather than a line.
Showing posts with label Mathematics Magazine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mathematics Magazine. Show all posts
Monday, May 21, 2018
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Math-women -- snowballing . . .
These syllable-snowball poems (increasing by one syllable from line to line)
note a few of the (living) math-women I admire.
note a few of the (living) math-women I admire.
They are modest offerings --
not great poetry nor fully recognizing many accomplishments--
not great poetry nor fully recognizing many accomplishments--
but I want to start a ball rolling:
look around you and notice the amazing math-women.
look around you and notice the amazing math-women.
Monday, July 11, 2011
Seeking a universal language
Is mathematics a universal language? Not only is this universality often postulated but also it was said -- some decades back -- that devices were broadcasting into space the intial decimal digits of pi, expecting that other intelligent beings would surely recognize the sequence of digits. Robert Gethner examines this arrogance in a poem.
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