Echoing Shakespeare for Thee

A scientific poem!

Should I compare thee

To the temperate temperature

And perfect visibility

Of a spring day?

Should I compare thy proportion

To the fearful cemetery

Of Blake’s Tyger?

Or the sequence of Fibonacci?

Should I compare thy trunk

With the bell curve

Arising from the tendency

Of our random existence

To revert to the normalcy

Of the mean (Without debating

Definitional accuracy)?

Are you the personification

Of Newton’s laws of motion?

Testing the action and reaction

Of the mettle of my emotion?

Are you a square? A right-angle triangle?

A pentagon? Maybe you are a beautiful oval?

Or a circle? Or, perhaps, David’s star?

Would you moderate thyself towards me,

In the Keynesian dead long run,

If left unhindered or untroubled?

Halifax, 02.09.21