Better than the best by Adejola Joseph
Better than the best.
Lyrically incomposable
Infatuations of idealist
Permutations of scientist
Schools of thoughts of the psychologist
Variant opinions of mathematicians
Part of speech of grammarians
Miracles of the clergies
I am better than the best
Better than the best.
The nobility, the priesthood,
The common, the slaves
A life's journey fixed,
Elected for life or
Passed from father to son.
Omens, divinations,
Predictions, reading future
They were skilled mathematicians,
Historians, keepers of knowledge
Recorded details in codices.
Books of fig bark paper
Mayans wrote, kept count
Of Sun's path, tracked Venus
With surprising Accuracy,
Marked zenith twined with beliefs
Hard workers ate well,
Worshiped their many gods
In willing exuberance
Artisans, carvers,
Traded true, cities grew
Peaceful obsidian warriors
Extravagant kings and queens
Fell to their own intelligence
Wrath of gods unfurled red-carpet
For death and destruction
Nothing to eat, nothing to carve,
Nothing to record, nothing to trade,
Nothing to fight, none left to please god
Nothing to sacrifice, simply collapsed.
They weren't spared, would we be?
The Golden Mean
A simple mathematical ratio: 1.1.618
All nature in its simplicity follows this mean
Shapes pleasing to the eye
All in natural proportion
Flowers on a plant
Leaves on a tree
Nautilus spiral shells on a beach
Human ears on a head
Eyes on a face
Studied by mankind for millennia
Mathematicians and artists
Architects and builders
Musicians and scientists
Have all copied the Golden Mean
Randomness or evolution?
Or, perhaps creation.
A photon checked into a hotel,
a rather interesting sight.
It was asked "Do you have luggage?"
It said, "No, I'm travelling light."
When I'm at home I like to read books,
and relax in my dressing gown.
I'm reading a book about anti-gravity.
I just can't put it down.
Staying in shape is important,
of that there is no doubt.
I keep trying to exercise
but it just isn't working out.
My friend fell into an upholstery machine -
one of the strangest things I've ever seen.
Everyone was shocked and exclaimed "Wow!",
but I can say he's fully recovered now.
Mathematicians are so smart.
Their work is often stunning.
But to the guy who invented zero,
thanks for absolutely nothing!
There was a WWI soldier
whose name was Bobby Pederson.
He survived both mustard gas and pepper spray.
He was a seasoned veteran.
Computer scientists are brilliant,
I must admit.
How much do they like 0 and 1?
Quite a bit.
The Golden Mean
A simple mathematical ratio: 1.1.618
All nature in its simplicity follows this mean
Shapes pleasing to the eye
All in natural proportion
Flowers on a plant
Leaves on a tree
Nautilus spiral shells on a beach
Human ears on a head
Human eyes on a face
Studied by mankind for millennia
Mathematicians and artists
Architects and builders
Musicians and scientists
Have all copied the Golden Mean
Randomness or evolution?
Or, perhaps creation.
SUM OF ALL POSSIBLE
A TWIST OF TIME
Quantum, a direct window into the heart of Reality
More of a philosophy than a rigorous morality
Electron fired through Double-slit experiment
Physicists and mathematicians make each other queasy in continuity
Sum of all ripple amplitudes in gravity
Twist time as an imaginary-number (i2 = -1) to trick congeniality
Feynman path integral entanglement
Our Reality is a sum of all possible locality
Timeless quantum leap sought immortality
Scientists throw Swiss-cheese space-time into hospitality
Mirror mirror on the wall, what is the fairest one of all?
wormholes, doughnuts, topology flighting for identity
All roads lead to one melody
Cope with teetering tower of infinity
Quantum quantum in the field, who is the spookiest one of all?
Einstein general relativity, Schrodinger cat’s vitality
Quantum, a direct window into the heart of Reality
More of a philosophy than a rigorous morality
Dying black holes predicament
Physicists and mathematicians sum up random walks in brutality
We are travelers on a cosmic journey, stardust, swirling and dancing in the eddies and whirlpools of infinity" ~Paulo Coelho
Am I dancing in the eddie's of infinity,
Swirling stardust on a cosmic journey
Without beginning, without ending ~
In whirlpools of light and color
And unimaginable glory?
I feel helplessly small
Trapped in this body made of clay,
Gazing up into the unattainable height
Of stars and galaxies
And light at the edge of the universe.
Infinity cannot be measured
By the finite machinations of mathematicians.
How do I measure the ether?
How do I become stardust
Swirling and dancing in the eddies
And whirlpools of Infinity?
Am I a traveler on a cosmic journey,
Or simply a dreamer of transitory illusions?
em>For: This or That, Vol 8 Poetry Contest
Title chosen: "Of Infinity"
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
November 3, 2021
math awards are given out
my anxiety so high
mathematicians give a shout
I give a deeply felt sigh
math awards cause me anxiety
I am not about to lie
If you made me do math again
I would probably die
Eleanor instinctively knows the language of the great mathematicians
The other women consider her peculiar
She does no needlework
Pines after no man
Her daddy trains her to follow his profession.
She becomes a highly-trained, impressive engineer
Born in the wrong century to be employed,
she starts her own company
Anybody can consider this statement as moot:
Negative real numbers cannot have a square root.
When working with real numbers with values less than zero,
the squared product will be positive; so where do you go?
In a parabola, all points except zero lie above the x-axis.
Many students get confused because of this.
This placed mathematicians in a bit of a quandary.
That was until numbers were invented that are imaginary.
Brother Iran
by Michael R. Burch
Brother Iran, I feel your pain.
I feel it as when the Turk fled Spain.
As the Jew fled, too, that constricting span,
I feel your pain, Brother Iran.
Brother Iran, I know you are noble!
I too fear Hiroshima and Chernobyl.
But though my heart shudders, I have a plan,
and I know you are noble, Brother Iran.
Brother Iran, I salute your Poets!
your Mathematicians!, all your great Wits!
O, come join the earth’s great Caravan.
We’ll include your Poets, Brother Iran.
Brother Iran, I love your Verse!
Come take my hand now, let’s rehearse
the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam.
For I love your Verse, Brother Iran.
Bother Iran, civilization’s Flower!
How high flew your towers in man’s early hours!
Let us build them yet higher, for that’s my plan,
civilization’s first flower, Brother Iran.
Published by MahMag (translated into Farsi by Mahnaz Badihian), Other Voices International, Thanal Online (India), Deviant Art, Portal Vapasin (Farsi)
Take
the
pine cone
for instance -
nature's example
of the Fibonacci sequence.
Mathematicians explore its spiralled symmetry.
Others inhale the refreshing scent and marvel at creation’s divine proportions.
23.09.19
F F I series 7 fibonacci : Brian Strand
The Fibonacci Sequence in maths as used in the syllable counts of this poem :
Simply put, it’s a series of numbers:
0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34, etc : The next number in the sequence is found by adding up the two numbers before it. The pattern is evident in nature and the works of several musicians.
Is there anything of
unappreciated significance
that is used more than I ?
I've got to be the "where's waldo"
of precocious punctuation!
piled atop baby j's and baby i's
balanced under interrogatory swirls ?
and exclamatory lines !
and others of my kind : ; !
Also, laid down with more of the same ...
Accountants and mathematicians
have rued my misplacement,
yet though I'm remarkably plain,
the simple truth is, when I say it's done,
it's done......PERIOD!
Mathematicians and family planning the algo-rhythm method.
The following is me paraphrasing,
John Nash,
one of the most brilliant, amazing,
Nobel Prize winning mathematicians;
"My whole life has been numbers of varied equations,
searching for answers to problems and their solutions,
and in summation I have come to this ultimate conclusion,
It Is Only Through The Equation Of Love
That Truly Gives Our Lives Any Meaning,
whether that love be for someone or for some thing."
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