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prompted by Daily Prompt: A to Z at the Daily Post
[side notes]
clarior e tenebris 
Ok so we already knew I’m not the math nerd in our family. I’m being told my last two formulas, while not incorrect, don’t quite convey what I was trying to convey. Now THAT is when you know you’re dealing with a real mathematician – when he understands my bad math well enough to know what I was trying to say. Stay tuned for a revision – he’s not one to put words into others’ mouths, but he’s trying to teach me enough so I can say it the way I wanted it.
Well that was both different and startlingly original – amazing poem, liked it a lot.
Thanks. I’m still waiting on the corrected formulas. My math friend has been inaccessible lately. Eventually. ✒Cyn
Working on it for you. You didn’t make it a simpler exercise by building pi into your syllable count. Or were you waiting to catch me on it if I hadn’t noticed?
Sorry if I sounded impatient. As for simple, I could hardly have done this poem adequate justice without injecting it with a touch of the sort of magic some call complex but you know to be only imaginary, now could I? *sweet endearing smile*
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