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My Friend in Math
June 28, 2016
Through the usual spectacle it’s lost
Obscured by the vanities we endure
The strings of soul continually crossed
Her light inside so pure
To others it might seem a mystery
Surely this isn’t her way
But alas I see with great clarity
The Math! It soothes her stay
Tonight she sings of no greater truth
Than that of a Slope-Field Equation
Her dance with infinity increasingly smooth
A variable just needs her persuasion
Wistful am I on this beach of a night
Remembering a tangible myth
With numbers Oh numbers I saw a playwright!
A mathematical monolith
© Michelle K., Vancouver, WA
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This poem is a single part of a series of efforts to memorialize the fond memories I've had in childhood and adolescence. This piece in particular is dedicated to a girl who served as my moral and mathematical compass during calculus class junior year. She stands alone in my thoughts like a monolith.