Last evening at a poetry reading at Kensington Row Bookshop, I read my poem about Sophia Kovalevsky (posted on June 24); hearing it out loud before an attentive audience helped me to sense a couple of edits I need to make. Conversations after the reading drew my focus once again to bold women. Mathematics has some of these women -- and wants more. Here, in a poem with some numbers, Margaret Atwood celebrates a woman who is not only bold but who burns. Many of Atwood's words apply to difficulties (including being misunderstood by men) faced by women in mathematics -- women who have "talent / to peddle a thing so nebulous / and without material form."
Helen of Troy Does Countertop Dancing by Margaret Atwood
The world is full of women
who'd tell me I should be ashamed of myself
if they had the chance. Quit dancing.
Get some self-respect
and a day job.
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Thursday, November 29, 2012
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