From Mathematica I hail
I see the world from your mind’s veil
I was born from the depths of your illustrious brain
And I remain with you through joy and pain
You brought me to life by the stroke of your pen
So many hours you spent writing, holed up in your den
You bestowed upon me such tender loving care
As you nursed me out of your mind, fixed me up, and sent me off into the public square
My triumphs are yours, and your ecstasy mine
Together a new piece of the great Mathematica we will define
Interested mathematicians are invited to submit possible titles for this poem.
Contextual note: Mathematica is a type of software put out by Wolfram. It is also the name we have given the world of mathematics, which is intersecting and also parallel to this Earth we live on. How’s that possible? The intersection points are complex, but they exist in the minds of interested people who believe in this world. We thought it fitting to call this world Mathematica.
Poem by The Integral,
handwritten on a paper by Athena
typed up for the blog by Ivan
in other words, a group effort.