One of the challenges posed by a multi-year blog is locating interesting old posts. One of my frequent early topics was "poems starring mathematicians" and I offer links to several of these from 2011 below:
December 8 "Monsieur Probability" by Brian McCabe
November 13 My abecedarian poems, "I Know a Mathematician" and "Mathematician"
July 5 "Fixed Points" by Susan Case -- about mathematicians in Poland during WWII
July 2 "To Myself" by Abba Kovner
January 30 "Mr Glusenkamp," a sonnet to a geometry teacher by Ronald Wallace
January 28 "Mathematician" by Sherman K Stein
And, here is a link, via PoemHunter.com to "The Mathematician in Love," a poem by William John Macquorn Rankine, a poem that appears also in the multi-variable anthology, Strange Attractors: Poems of Love and Mathematics (AK Peters, 2008), edited by Sarah Glaz and me. Here is the first (of 8) stanza of Rankine's entertaining poem:
A mathematician fell madly in love
With a lady, young, handsome, and charming:
By angles and ratios harmonic he strove
Her curves and proportions all faultless to prove.
As he scrawled hieroglyphics alarming.
Wednesday, January 11, 2017
Friday, January 6, 2017
2017 is prime!
For her December 31 posting in Roots of Unity (Scientific American blog) mathematician Evelyn Lamb wrote about favorite primes -- and starring in her list is our new year-number, 2017.
My own relationship with primes also is admiring-- here is an excerpt from my poem, "Fool's Gold," (found in full here) that suggests a prime as a suitable birthday gift:
Select and give a number. I like large primes—
they check my tendency to subdivide
myself among the dreams that tease
like iron pyrites in declining light.
"Fool's Gold" appears in my chapbook, My Dance is Mathematics (Paper Kite Press, 2006); the collection is now out-of-print but is available online here.
Several poems about primes have been included in earlier postings in this blog. For example, here is a link to a 2013 posting of "The Sieve of Erastosthenes" by Robin Chapman. And, for further exploration, here is a link to the results of searching the six years of postings using the term "prime."
My own relationship with primes also is admiring-- here is an excerpt from my poem, "Fool's Gold," (found in full here) that suggests a prime as a suitable birthday gift:
Select and give a number. I like large primes—
they check my tendency to subdivide
myself among the dreams that tease
like iron pyrites in declining light.
"Fool's Gold" appears in my chapbook, My Dance is Mathematics (Paper Kite Press, 2006); the collection is now out-of-print but is available online here.
Several poems about primes have been included in earlier postings in this blog. For example, here is a link to a 2013 posting of "The Sieve of Erastosthenes" by Robin Chapman. And, for further exploration, here is a link to the results of searching the six years of postings using the term "prime."
Tuesday, January 3, 2017
December 2016 (and prior) -- titles, dates of posts
Here are the titles and dates of previous blog postings,
moving backward from the present.
For mathy poems related to a particular mathy topic -- such as women in math or climate or triangle or circle or teacher or . . . -- click on a selected title below or enter the desired term in the SEARCH box in the right-hand column. For example, here is a link to a selection of poems found using the pair of search terms "women equal." For poems about calculus, follow this link. To find a list of useful search terms, scroll down the right-hand column.
Dec 31 Happy New Year! -- Resolve to REWARD WOMEN!
Dec 27 Celebrate Vera Rubin -- a WOMAN of science!
Dec 26 Post-Christmas reflections from W. H. Auden
Dec 19 Numbers for Christmas . . .
Dec 15 Remembering Thomas Schelling (1921-2016)
Dec 12 When one isn't enough ... words from a Cuban poet
Dec 31 Happy New Year! -- Resolve to REWARD WOMEN!
Dec 27 Celebrate Vera Rubin -- a WOMAN of science!
Dec 26 Post-Christmas reflections from W. H. Auden
Dec 19 Numbers for Christmas . . .
Dec 15 Remembering Thomas Schelling (1921-2016)
Dec 12 When one isn't enough ... words from a Cuban poet
Saturday, December 31, 2016
Happy New Year! -- Resolve to REWARD WOMEN!
My December 27 post celebrated the life of Vera Rubin (b 1928) who died on Christmas Day -- and a more recent Washington Post article by columnist Petula Dvorak has used the example of Vera Rubin to call further attention to ongoing discrimination against high-achieving women.
On a different note, my e-mail "poem-a-day" from poets.org is "Earthy Anecdotes" by Reading, Pennsylvania poet Wallace Stevens (1879-1955)-- follow this link to visit the poem (with its morsel of mathematics) and see the vivid image of Oklahoma bucks moving in "a swift, circular line".
On a different note, my e-mail "poem-a-day" from poets.org is "Earthy Anecdotes" by Reading, Pennsylvania poet Wallace Stevens (1879-1955)-- follow this link to visit the poem (with its morsel of mathematics) and see the vivid image of Oklahoma bucks moving in "a swift, circular line".
Happy New Year, 2017!
Labels:
Petula Dvorak,
Vera Rubin,
Wallace Stevens
Tuesday, December 27, 2016
Celebrate Vera Rubin -- a WOMAN of science!
This morning's Washington Post carried an obituary of Vera Rubin (1928-2016), a pioneering astronomer who confirmed the existence of dark matter. Yesterday's NPR feature -- noting Rubin's death and celebrating her life -- contained several quotes from this outstanding scientist about women's roles. Two of these poetic statements I have shaped into syllable-square stanzas:
World wide, half
of all brains
are women's.
Monday, December 26, 2016
Post-Christmas reflections from W. H. Auden
A favorite writer whose works I enjoy again and again is English poet Wystan Hugh Auden (1907-1973). Here is a mathy excerpt from a very long Auden poem (around 1500 lines) entitled "FOR THE TIME BEING: A Christmas Oratorio," written during World War II and available in his Collected Poems.
The Christmas Feast is already a fading memory,
And already the mind begins to be vaguely aware
Of an unpleasant whiff of apprehension at the thought
Of Lent and Good Friday which cannot, after all, now
Be very far off. But, for the time being, here we all are,
Back in the moderate Aristotelian city
Of darning and the Eight-Fifteen, where Euclid's geometry
And Newton's mechanics would account for our experience,
And the kitchen table exists because I scrub it.
Another mathy Auden poem, "Numbers and Faces," is available here. And this link leads to more of his work.
The Christmas Feast is already a fading memory,
And already the mind begins to be vaguely aware
Of an unpleasant whiff of apprehension at the thought
Of Lent and Good Friday which cannot, after all, now
Be very far off. But, for the time being, here we all are,
Back in the moderate Aristotelian city
Of darning and the Eight-Fifteen, where Euclid's geometry
And Newton's mechanics would account for our experience,
And the kitchen table exists because I scrub it.
Another mathy Auden poem, "Numbers and Faces," is available here. And this link leads to more of his work.
Monday, December 19, 2016
Numbers for Christmas . . .
*
o n
t o p
g i v e
l i g h t
f r e e l y
f o r e v e r
a b u n d a n t
b r i l l i a n t
e v e r y w h e r e
o n
t o p
g i v e
l i g h t
f r e e l y
f o r e v e r
a b u n d a n t
b r i l l i a n t
e v e r y w h e r e
LOVE MATH!
Christmas is coming and I have looked back to earlier posts for holiday greetings -- a version of the growing snowball poem above was first posted in 2012 and here, from 2010, is a Christmas verse that celebrates pi:
Thursday, December 15, 2016
Remembering Thomas Schelling (1921-2016)
On December 13, Nobel-prize-winning economist Thomas Schelling (b 1921) died. I had the privilege of meeting this outstanding scholar in Cambridge, MA back in 1980 when I dropped by his office after hearing him lecture at the Kennedy School of Government. I became very interested in his ideas of critical mass (found along with lots of other good stuff in Micromotives and Macrobehavior and eventually included the topic in a textbook that I wrote for a liberal arts mathematics course, "Mathematical Thinking," that I helped to develop at Bloomsburg University.
I want to honor Schelling with a poem, but . . .
I
can’t
find a
poem for
Thomas Schelling – thus
I am compelled to write this Fib.
Thanks for thinking well, for sharing your keen thoughts with us.
I want to honor Schelling with a poem, but . . .
I
can’t
find a
poem for
Thomas Schelling – thus
I am compelled to write this Fib.
Thanks for thinking well, for sharing your keen thoughts with us.
(Fibonacci Numbers: 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13 . . .)
Monday, December 12, 2016
When one isn't enough ... words from a Cuban poet
Last week I traveled (as part of an organized people-to-people program) to Cuba. I will need many days to sort and digest and organize the details of that experience.
Neither poetry nor mathematics was part of our Cuba schedule but I did have a chance to visit the sparse collection at La Moderna Poesia in Havana and to purchase their only two bilingual poetry collections (by poets José Martí and Nicolás Guillén). The PoetryFoundation website has introduced me to the work of Cuban poet Omar Pérez (son of Ernesto "Che" Guevara) and I found there, at this link, Pérez's poem "The Progression" -- which includes some mathematical ideas.
The Progression by Omar Pérez
translated by Kristin Dykstra
When one isn’t enough, you need two
when two aren’t enough, you need four
with four the progression begins, moving toward a number
that schoolteachers will call absurd.
Neither poetry nor mathematics was part of our Cuba schedule but I did have a chance to visit the sparse collection at La Moderna Poesia in Havana and to purchase their only two bilingual poetry collections (by poets José Martí and Nicolás Guillén). The PoetryFoundation website has introduced me to the work of Cuban poet Omar Pérez (son of Ernesto "Che" Guevara) and I found there, at this link, Pérez's poem "The Progression" -- which includes some mathematical ideas.
The Progression by Omar Pérez
translated by Kristin Dykstra
When one isn’t enough, you need two
when two aren’t enough, you need four
with four the progression begins, moving toward a number
that schoolteachers will call absurd.
Monday, November 28, 2016
Celebrate MATH-POETRY at JMM (1-5-17) in Atlanta
Repeating what has become an annual tradition, the Joint Mathematics Meetings of 2017 in Atlanta will include a poetry reading.
Thursday January 5, 2017, 5:30 p.m.-7:00 p.m.
Regency Ballroom VII, Ballroom Level, Hyatt Regency
Here is info about the reading and how to participate: Poetry + Math, organized by Gizem Karaali, Pomona College; Lawrence M. Lesser, University of Texas at El Paso; and Douglas Norton, Villanova University; Thursday, January 5, 5:30–7:00 pm. All who are interested in mathematical poetry and/or mathematical art are invited. Though we do not discourage last-minute decisions to participate, we invite and encourage poets to submit poetry (no more than three poems, no longer than five minutes) and a bio in advance—and, as a result, be listed on our printed program. Inquiries and submissions (by December 15, 2016) may be made to Gizem Karaali (gizem.karaali@pomona.edu). Sponsors for this event are the Journal of Humanistic Mathematics and SIGMAA ARTS. A complete program for the Mathematics Meetings is available here.
Regency Ballroom VII, Ballroom Level, Hyatt Regency
Friday, November 25, 2016
Number-rhymes from Muriel Spark
A dozen years ago I visited Edinburgh and there became acquainted with the poetry of Scottish writer Muriel Spark (1918-2006) -- prior to that visit I had known Spark only as a novelist. Today -- prompted by Thanksgiving celebration with grandchildren -- I have remembered an English rhyme that my own grandmother teased me with in childhood, "Going to St Ives" and, from there, I've recalled a pair of Spark's rhymes that follow a similar pattern. I offer them below; despite strong rhyme, these are not entirely light fare--instead, they make us aware of the sad multiplication of bonds and wounds . . .
Conundrum by Muriel Spark
As I was going to Handover Fists
I met a man with seven wrists.
The seven wrists had seven hands;
Conundrum by Muriel Spark
As I was going to Handover Fists
I met a man with seven wrists.
The seven wrists had seven hands;
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