Actuellement Sandra DeLozier Coleman travaille sur la poésie de Sofia Kovalevskaya, mathématicienne russe du XIXe siècle, qu'elle décrit comme "un mathématicien avec l'âme d'un poète."
Un de ses poèmes :
Point of Distinction
by Sandra DeLozier Coleman
A point in space begins to move
creating endpoints -- clearly two!
A new dimension is defined
as point evolves into a line.
This segment, we shall call an edge,
and on its motion now will hedge
the growth of what we call a face,
as likewise edge a path doth trace.
But note, the path’s particular.
It must be perpendicular!
So, long before the face is through,
of matching edges there are two!
Two others grow as we progress,
but two are instantaneous!
With length that equals width attained
we change the way we move again,
and once more, right away, it’s clear,
two matching faces just appear.
Four more develop over time,
but two are instantly defined!
Extending to the hypercube,
assuming a new way to move,
the cube which has six matching faces,
a path analogous now traces,
where slightest motion yields in full
two separate cubes–identical!
These move apart in such a fashion,
their pathway we can scarce imagine,
but, by analogy, in time,
six other cubes will be defined.
At this point what results we call
a cube that’s four dimensional.
There’s nothing special about four.
There could be any number more.
We try within our space to learn
to see them through the twists and turns
and slices that don’t show the whole,
but rather how the form unfolds.
But always it would seem to me
the thing most difficult to see
is that small speck of space and time,
where separateness is first defined!
Sandra DeLozier Coleman est aussi artiste, avec un goût prononcé pour la symétrie :
ou encore :
"A delicate circle of symmetry intending to capture the feather-like murmuring sound, the whispering soft repetition of waves washing over a shore, of wind moving blossoming branches, of seagulls at once taking flight."
J'aime beaucoup le texte qui accompagne cette oeuvre. Et il y aurait matière à de bien beaux EPI maths-anglais-français...
Bonjour Claire,
RépondreSupprimerJ'imagine très bien que le plaisir de la preuve mathématique puisse être semblable à celui du poème pour autant que l'on considère les deux comme une démarche vers plus heureuses combinaisons possibles...
Au fait, il est comment ce miel des garrigues?
Il est merveilleux... Et il s'est déjà pris une bonne claque ! Quant au rayon, tous ceux qui passent par chez nous y ont droit : c'est si beau et si bon !!!
RépondreSupprimerMerci beaucoup, beaucoup.