Monday, September 3, 2012

Retrodictions, canto 5, quatrain 1

Despite my sight, I can’t believe
these leaves of leaves of leaves of leaves.
My casual glance beside the path
is ambushed by poetic math.

Commentary by Brother Quark:
The mystic is made speechless by weeds.

Commentary by N. Hellerstein:
This is about fractal geometry in nature.

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