NEW MATHEMATICS
They are busing everyone
With new ideas to a single
Room. It is huge. They are
Assigned a single letter of the
Alphabet and are told to
Explain themselves.
I don’t go. I am able only
To speak in numbers.
Some of them are significant.
I recall there used to be
Noises coming from the sun.
I thought it was music.
A single wave breaks in
The collective imagination.
The room of ideas is opened.
It is filled with the sea.
Language floats upon it
Like garbage.
I am asked to explain this in numbers.
These are visual calculations.
They are made with language.
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