i.
slow there, and here expand
common strands
run steep and wide, the strange
vocabulary very academic
like the smell of an ink pen
your finger, use it to trace
the craftsmanship of a cube
then cup the sphere
where you stand
strain and maintain, turn
to your neighbor and explain
the endless
compulsion to explain
ii.
fractions are soft, a loss
without total loss
the algebraic expression
is an opportunity to set right
the brokenness in the world, to reveal
and make known the exact question
know this and then gaze
into the brain of incarnation
a notion now in breathing meat
iii.
think of what you
expected to learn
this is the how
I leave you
to solve for why
Poetics Tuesday: To ma'am/sir
I haven’t read a triptych for ages, and really enjoyed this one, the fragments pulled together by ‘common strands’. I love the appeal to the senses in the ‘strange vocabulary very academic like the smell of an ink pen’; the finger used ‘trace the craftsmanship of a cube’; and the soft fractions’. My favourite lines – even though I never took to mathematics – are:
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is an opportunity to set right
the brokenness in the world’.
What an amazing write! It made me think...like all good writing does.
ReplyDeleteI felt art and maths coming together here. Nice one g_m 👏
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful read! I love the fancy and the shine of this, Gila.
ReplyDeleteI think the second part of the tryptych taught me most about the purpose.
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