No time to blog yesterday, and today isn’t looking good either. I’m in the final push to get through the ms. at least one more time to make sure I didn’t miss anything before the deadline. But I recently ran across John Updike’s Dance of the Solids and it reminded me of a poem I had tucked away, which I repost here for your reading pleasure. If you hate math, you might want to skip Poetry of Symbols by Charlene Teglia, copyright 1997.
Lorentz transformations and tensor notation
Are creations too lovely and fine
When I’ve yet to dare create a Euler’s square
Or write sonnets of tangent and sine;
Fractals that iterate endlessly fascinate
And Reimann’s made arc out of line,
Lobatchevsky’s the poetic geometry
That lets astronomy shine;
The Gausses, the Cantors, the poets, the mentors
Have made beauty of symbol and sign;
What poor poem can I make in their glorious wake?
The triangle eludes me, the circle’s not mine.
This is actually at least tangentially related to Love and Rockets, because I studied a whole lot of rocket science for this book. Including the mathematical formula to calculate escape velocity from a planet’s gravity well. Fascinating stuff. But that just gives background to the story. The story itself is all about the funny things human beings do when they fall in love. And let’s not forget sex. Sex definately requires a sense of humor.
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