One day, I'll add some of my own math poetry here. For now, take a look at a few that others have written.
Outlier
by Sabrina Little, Mackintosh Academy, Boulder
The slick pen glides across paper
precisely scraping the ruler’s edge
marking a line beside many lonesome dots
a line of best fit as snug as a sweater.
The slope is a mere fraction, but the line it fabricated would stretch on,
encompassing an infinite amount of graph paper.
As the line traveled, it would pass by many data points
and the wispy voices of the outliers would be heard on the wind
calling to the line from worlds away, asking it to contort
to come and gather the lonely dots, and hold them shaking in its tepid arms
but the line never does.
Instead, it continues on without a sideways glance
forever the same slope
forever the same straight line.
The Number Won
by Austen Mazenko, Cherry Creek High School
Hatred of numbers, a cardinal sin,
Merely encumbers, hides beauty within
Mathematics. In abelian groups, numbers commute,
Their supremacy and distance from zero absolute.
So hear me out, for I’m the mathematical exhorter,
Urging pattern discovery amidst chaos and order.
From noise find the signal, elucidate nice behavior.
Discover zeta’s zeroes, be number theory’s savior.
Appreciate numbers’ divine perpetuity,
Perceiving their secrets with mathy acuity.
In logic, truth, and in algebra, Lie,
In numbers, gold, the irrational phi.
Six is perfect, pi transcendental,
The monstrous moonshine of McKay monumental.
In our physical world, such numbers abound,
Bastions of constancy making reasoning sound.
Since math fields possess unity and division,
It’s the numeral lens that ensures us precision.
x squared + y squared = 1 (if e)
by Chenyu Lin, Colorado Christian University
Ceaseless are the points
Its path does not terminate
Round and round it goes, from the
Central point everything else flows.
Lo and behold, is it a circle? Or more
Enigmatic – like the paths of life? Perhaps both.
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