Where is the astute set of
Connected points that greet
Your short wisdom, your less
Than, or more or less than?
What kiln would store the
Burn, the stick, the rank
Of the hole that bumps you
Out of dimension to meet?
Where is the astute set of
Connected points that greet
Your short wisdom, your less
Than, or more or less than?
What kiln would store the
Burn, the stick, the rank
Of the hole that bumps you
Out of dimension to meet?
To meet the connected points?
In brushing up on mathematics (the kind touched upon in school but never quite pursued or even understood), I am re-discovering the rich vocabulary it can bring into play.
Calculus was like that.. hours that might have been better spent on…anything else! But the idea of being forced into another dimension is intriguing!
Math is intriguing; formal education manages to keep the intrigue from speaking up. That is where we come in 🙂