It was my observation as a professor in a mostly-male mathematics department that the men who joined me in supporting opportunities for women were fathers of daughters. They had come to see the world from a new perspective -- and saw that it needed changing. Somewhat along these lines was a recent Washington POST article that told of recent research findings about socially responsible behavior from CEO's with daughters.
With these thoughts in mind I started counting words . . . wanting to form a poem:
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Friday, November 13, 2015
Sunday, April 20, 2014
Remembering Nina Cassian
Exiled Romanian poet Nina Cassian (1924-2014) died last week in Manhattan. Cassian was an outspoken poet whom I admired for her political views; she also was connected to mathematics -- in her subject matter and her friends. (See, for example, this posting from January 31, 2011.)
Equality by Nina Cassian
If I dress up like a peacock,
you dress like a kangaroo.
If I make myself into a triangle,
you acquire the shape of an egg.
If I were to climb on water,
you'd climb on mirrors.
All our gestures
Belong to the solar system.
"Equality" is in Cheerleaders for a Funeral (Forrest Books, 1992), translated by the author and Brenda Walker.
Equality by Nina Cassian
If I dress up like a peacock,
you dress like a kangaroo.
If I make myself into a triangle,
you acquire the shape of an egg.
If I were to climb on water,
you'd climb on mirrors.
All our gestures
Belong to the solar system.
"Equality" is in Cheerleaders for a Funeral (Forrest Books, 1992), translated by the author and Brenda Walker.
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