XPost: rec.arts.poems, sci.math   
   From: dalton@nfld.com   
      
   On Feb 22, 2026, David Dalton wrote   
   (in article<0001HW.2F4BB12301BD66FC30AB5238F@news.eternal-september.org>):   
      
   > Here’s a poem by Dorothy Livesay:   
   >   
   > -------   
   >   
   > Mathematics   
   >   
   > I want to play the great dame, darling   
   > but only you can play it to perfection:   
   > Much talk.. no bed. Some talk.. some bed   
   > no talk.. all bed; and talk tomorrow.   
   >   
   > I meant to play the great game, darling   
   > and hold your bones deep to the root of one   
   > I meant to play the great game, darling   
   > but the heart for it is gone.   
   >   
   > -------   
   >   
   > How do you interpret that? I guess there are   
   > many complex mth roots of 1=2*n*pi, n=0,1,2...   
      
   oops, 1=e^(2*i*n*pi)   
      
   > Also I guess the heart could be a cardioid. :-)   
   >   
   > In the above poem some multiple spaces will   
   > have been converted to a single space by my   
   > newsreader Hogwasher, which does not   
   > allow posting of multiple spaces (or spaces   
   > at the start of a line) or of multiple blank lines.   
      
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   “I gave my love a golden feather; I gave my love a heart of stone; When you   
   find a golden feather it means you’ll never lose your way back home”(RR)   
      
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