Thursday, October 1, 2009
Triangles
Of all the shapes in that mobile
that twirled
above my crib;
of all the wooden shapes
I used to play with
as a kid, I'll admit
that triangles were my favorite,
I dreamed of them;
I drew them.
Geometry
would not have been the same
without them:
Isosceles triangles,
equilateral, scalene meant more to me
than smoking dope or even... necking.
Right triangle, acute, obtuse. Even I
began to think my screws
were loose. Without the Shrink
who helped me tighten them,
I'd still be living a triangular
obsession.
c. Douglas Fireman
By the way, how many triangles
do you see in this photo?
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More triangles than I want to attempt to count. Love your narrative!
ReplyDeleteInteresting site! To answer your question: I see 4 complete triangles. However, if you take the borders of this picture into consideration, you can add a few more. Bottomline: Number of triangles lies in the eyes of the beholder!
ReplyDeleteAwesome poem Doug. If I looked at it long enough I am sure I couls see many triangles. In the folds of the towel, in the shadows, in the basket weaving... etc.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing.
Many thanks, Swallowcliffs.
ReplyDeleteHi Yours Faithfully. I'm pleased
that you like my site.
Thanks for your comment.
Kelly, so nice of you to drop by.
Glad you liked my poem. Thanks mucho.
October 3, 2009 7:36 PM