The GoFather Of Math: A Poem By R. L. Swihart

It began as the GODFATHER OF MATH, evolved into the GOODFATHER OF MATH. Now this. Go figure...

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The kind of humor I like is the thing that makes me laugh for five seconds and think for ten minutes = G. CARLIN...Stain glass, engraved glass, frosted glass
–give me plain glass = JOHN FOWLES ... Music is the mathematics of the gods=PYTHAGORAS ... Nothing is more fluid than language = R. L. SWIHART

I cannot live without the oxygen of laughter = DAWN POWELL ... !!! ... But laughter cannot survive without the hydrogen of gravitas = PAUL OLIVERIO

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Wednesday, July 15, 2015

A Poem By R. L. Swihart

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A Sequence of I's Contrives to Describe a Locus

R L Swihart
The Last Man
Cover Art by K. Swihart

I thought you were Euclidean
so I put you in a box

I built the box of linden
and lined it with straw

I patterned the lid
with a rosette of holes

I painted the outside gold

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