Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
The mathematics of balls Skittles try to escape the Pythagorean theory. Scattering balls pull in small claws; they scurry. Only to be caught none-the-less. The old lady speaks to a youngster who's hungry of slopes and the height of pyramids, the mathematics of explaining hypotenuse to children, their soup-de-jour. Is this Skittle a cylinder? a cube? or a sphere? What is the symbol for probability, for diploma, for rolling out of here? © 2008 Kåre Enga [165.365] 2008-12-02 Two students (one older, one young) who will teach math in school were discussing classwork when Skittles escaped from a bag ... they didn't get far. Some of their overheard conversation worked into this poem sketched on a napkin at the University Center this afternoon. ME: Got to Spanish circle. Gave my 'zine to Virginia, Dan and Walter. Got to Butterfly Herbs for a pot of tea (Evening in Missoula). Finished Midnight and started Moonshine. Stood in line and bought my ticket for Saturday's football game against Weber State. I'm on the computer in U Montana's library. Nice atmosphere here. Oh ... and I paid my rent! Montana: 33.7º at 19:53. Snowing east of the Divide. 9409 |