Sad and lonely experiences seem to produce more poems than joyful ones. And so it is easier to find a poem about a trouble in a math class than success there. Jane Kenyon (1947-1995) was a poet and translator whose work I admire. Here is her math-class poem:
Showing posts with label radical. Show all posts
Showing posts with label radical. Show all posts
Monday, July 26, 2010
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
Posts
