Not Yet Found by Geoffrey Lehmann

I chose the name Spring Forest
and I’ve yet to find the spring.

Some unfinished equations
are the closest I’ve come
to the puzzle of why I’m here.

There is a book before our eyes—
the night sky of the universe.
Galileo saw its language was mathematics.
A cricket’s encrypted love song,
light from an ancient star
are mathematical messages
arriving in sultry air.

Imaginary and complex numbers
allow life to reproduce itself
endlessly and intricately
without repetition—
the elusive algorithms of a summer night.

From: https://poetryarchive.org/poem/not-yet-found/

Date: 1992

By: Geoffrey Lehmann (1940- )

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