Math Poems

In a topological space born and raisedOn the real number line was where I spent most of my daysAdding, subtracting, relaxing in QAvoiding epsilon, delta and even the number twoWhen a couple of pointsWho were up to no goodStarted making trouble in my neighborhoodI got in one little fight and epsilon started to fearAnd said …

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(by “The Cyberiad” by Stanislaw Lem) Come, let us hasten to a higher plane, Where dyads tread the fairy fields of Venn, Their indices bedecked from one to n, Commingled in an endless Markov chain! Come, every frustum longs to be a cone, And every vector dreams of matrices. Hark to the gentle gradient of …

Math love poem Read More »