Returning to the theme of the digits of pi… A while back, just for fun, I wrote a poem regarding the digits of pi for my friend Manooh. The gimmick was that if you count the number of letters in each successive word of the poem, you get 3.141592653589793238462643383279. But what’s reall amazing is the way she responded, and that will be the subject of tomorrow’s post.
Hey, a song I wrote
regarding pi:
Digits weave and dance,
Unending
accidents,
elegant mischance.
Yet in the serenade
deep within it,
lovely, free,
Are our melodies.
Let us compose
eternally!