Posted on March 21, 2018 by KJ Eastwick
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My eyes blur
At yet another sum
One wrong
But where
The world undone
The beauty of a page of maths
Neatly set up
Pen ink pressed into the paper.
The rows of order
Of logic defined
So clear when I teach it
No where do I find.
Category: Poetry, teachingTags: marking, mathematics, Poetry, teaching
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