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2, like all primes, fascinates
2^3, it seems, comes to eight
3, the next prime right in line,
3^2 [2 primes] = nine,
^2: Exponentiated,
x3: multiplicated.
Still it's 9?vindicated
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minus b
plus or minus root(b squared
minus four times a times c) — all above divided
by two times a — this is the quadratic formula and is absolutely correct
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Calaveras' famous frog was astounding
In contests never beaten at bounding
But a gambler's ruse
In the frog did infuse
Lead shot that kept him a groundling
The con artist disappeared south
Froggy's owner poured shot from its mouth
His face fiery red
He examined the lead
That had made his wallet a drouth
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simplify, he said,
simplify, simplify all—
ah—thoraeu's lemma
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The
enduring
Shasta daisy—
Easy to grow,
Invasively spreads in the
garden.
With little or no encouragement
it will take
over whole plots. Standing tall,
flaunting a pure white flower;
nothing eats it.
Luther Burbank took some
fifteen years getting the purest
white color he loved by old
fashioned genetic engineering
of four species.
Look closely at the flower's
gorgeous, yellow center. See
the perfect whorl. Count the
petals. For my flowers I often
find thirty four. Could Luther
have counted or would he have
cared? Fibonacci—biology.
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robin watching
throng of juncos
backyard dances
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Haiku equals Math
A Binomial title
Syllabically
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spring morning
little girl holds out a daisy
to a monster
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arc - parabola
life - our parabolic bow
ends that never meet
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Nautilus, chambered.
Mathematics? Not really.
By nature only.
Smells more like…
Ah…normal distribution
(Of golden spirals).
You could look it up.
FIBONACCI? Not really.
Logarithmic coil?
Not exactly. Else
One or the other would fit.
Only nature fits.
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