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April is National Poetry Month AND Mathematical Awareness month. To cross the two, I present to my faithful readers a Fib.
I
do
find that
I, myself,
suck at poetry.
Augh, why am I so bad at this?
A Fib is a poem that, like a haiku, is based on the number of syllables per line. Unlike a haiku, which is a strict set of three lines with five syllables in the first, seven in the second and five in the last (but I didn't have to tell you losers that, lol), a Fib follows the Fibonacci sequence to determine number of syllables per line.
The Fibonacci sequence, which I probably DO have to tell you losers, goes something like this: 0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34... You add the term in the series before it to get the next one. The one following 34, then, would be 34+21, which is 55. After 55 comes 89, 144, and so on. Perhaps you vaguely remember it from pre-calc when you learned about infinite series.
Anyway, so reread my poem and you'll see that the first line's got one syllable and so does the second, the third line's got two, and so on. I could have kept going, but I don't like to torture you guys that much. Or, you can torture yourselves and try writing one of your own. Look at it this way: it can't be worse than mine! ^_^
Thanks for the link, Lou!
Oh... and Happy Easter, or something.
I
do
find that
I, myself,
suck at poetry.
Augh, why am I so bad at this?
A Fib is a poem that, like a haiku, is based on the number of syllables per line. Unlike a haiku, which is a strict set of three lines with five syllables in the first, seven in the second and five in the last (but I didn't have to tell you losers that, lol), a Fib follows the Fibonacci sequence to determine number of syllables per line.
The Fibonacci sequence, which I probably DO have to tell you losers, goes something like this: 0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34... You add the term in the series before it to get the next one. The one following 34, then, would be 34+21, which is 55. After 55 comes 89, 144, and so on. Perhaps you vaguely remember it from pre-calc when you learned about infinite series.
Anyway, so reread my poem and you'll see that the first line's got one syllable and so does the second, the third line's got two, and so on. I could have kept going, but I don't like to torture you guys that much. Or, you can torture yourselves and try writing one of your own. Look at it this way: it can't be worse than mine! ^_^
Thanks for the link, Lou!
Oh... and Happy Easter, or something.
