In the bathtub tonight, Eddie had some toy letters. I mentioned that one was a Q.
Eddie looked at me seriously and said " Q was once a little quail."
"Oh yeah?" I said.
Eddie continued:
"Q was once a little quail
Quaily, Faily, pudding and pie
Kissed the girls and made them cry
When the cots(?) came out to play
Georgie Quaily ran away."
I have been reading a book called Regular Polytopes. When Eddie sees it, he says
"Polytope, polytope, nice postman
Give me a hug as fast as you can
Pat it, and prick it, and mark it with an E
And put it in the oven for Eddie and me!"
I am pretty sure this is an utterance original to Eddie among the billions of people who have ever lived.
These are publishable; the first important poetic movement of the third millennium.
ReplyDeleteamong the billions of people who have ever lived, grandma subie hopes eddie gives her a hug as fast as he can!
ReplyDeleteThe more I read the polytopes poem, the more I perceive important clues hidden within its verses pertaining to K's research and thesis. For example:
ReplyDeletePostman suggests action at a distance and therefore implies that quantum mechanics be taken into consideration;
Along the same lines, a hug, especially a fast one, alludes to the phenomenon of quantum entanglement;
Patting involves the manipulation of the surface or faces of a polytope, and pricking to that of vertices;
E is for energy, a factor not usually considered in the study of polytopes, and therefore the real missing ingredient: a hint to turn the polytope from a static to a dynamic system (and therefore one more appropriate for the very dynamic mind of the poem's author);
The last verse provides a coherent conclusion to the entire poem/thesis: putting it in the oven reiterates the need to apply energy to the model, while the doubling of the object to "Eddie and me," which are simultaneously the same entity and yet separate entities, re-presents the notion of quantum entanglement and that of superimposition, suggesting that it would be useful to look at polytopes not only as particles but also as waves.
From the mouths of babes . . .