APRIL 18, 2010 7:28AM
One to one point six one repeated
stare at the centre of the shasta daisy, midwest muse,
or stellaa at the pillars of the parthenon.
whether by default or it's forgetfulness we stray,
the equation holds us together :
fibonacci and the Milky Way.
We're bound by something simple
as a spiral, out or in.
Love it leave it,
walk away - the universe is indifferent.
Since we found mathematics
Nothing will ever be the same.
Here is where I love you / leave you :
here is where I write your name on the sand
and turning see the shell and in the shell that same equation :
1 to 1.61 repeated, forever. Drop the shell and a wave rolls in
and takes your name away.
Hold your hat tight to your head,
this will be a windy day ;
with your other hand, please take hold of mine.
(photo by Arielle Gamble Kim's daughter from post clinking glasses with him on his 65th July 13th.)