#stem poem

[art-of-mathematics]

A silly "Elfchen" in German.

Quantenschaum

und Quantenwitz;

Darin liegt Bizarres,

das nie ein Mensch

begriff.

... roughly translates to

"Quantum foam and quantum wit; In it lies the bizarre - what no human has ever fathomed."

[dragons-for-the-win]

12am. Rain poring down my window. Everyone asleep. No noise whatsoever. A brain full of inspiration.

I've wished for a night like this for ever, and I'm not gonna waste it.

[bird-inacage]

I never quite knew anger, until I knew fury borne from pain.

He who chose to break you, deserves to hurt the same.

Love, I was late to shield you. But this I now proclaim.

My wrath will destroy any who dare touch you, if you ever cry my name.

---penned by bird-inacage

(A few people have asked, so I thought I’d add a note here. I wrote these lines myself. They’re not taken from any quote/poem).

[nazliwrites]

Choosing academia as a career was my own choice that I enjoy and regret everyday simultaneously.

[mother-of-houseplants-2]

yes & no // natalie vee, wondersmithinc // part one

[tasavvur-e-jaana]

an ertswhile academic

//

a titanium sapphire laser dancing to her tunes, emitting photons in various hues of maroons, donning a white coat, glasses, and tied in a bun, was a young physicist who dreamed of CERN.

freezing labs, cold whiffs of liquid nitrogen and helium, did nothing but enhance her enthusiasm. her razor sharp focus, like the collimated light, the semiconductor samples lit up when tickled just right.

of course not a genuis, nor a prodigy, she knew, those spots were reserved for a limited few. to be on Nature's front page was never the dream, wished to get in that journal with a dedicated team.

months flew by, results nowhere nigh, maybe it's not for me, she mused with a sigh, what if she was delusioned? not meant to be, not intelligent enough to be a part of the community.

Smaug of self doubt began to seep in, losing her edge, to abyss deep within trudged along the way, late nights now a burden, the labour of love seemed more and more forbidden.

one gloomy morning time gave a reality check, samples didn't work, she turned a shipwreck. wordlessly hung her coat, handed the lab keys, head hung in shame, the building she leaves.

letting down her heros, Oppenheimer and Feynman, not with a bang, but a whimper and panic, thus ends the tale of an ertswhile academic.

//

[x3nshit]

Am I working hard enough? I feel like I’m constantly checking my phone but my screentime only shows 1h23min. Am I putting in the work? I feel like I haven’t even touched my books, but my parents say they never see me come out of my room. Expectations, expectations, expectations. “We know you’re going to do so well!” – Then why do I feel like I’m going to fail?

~ xen, '23

[corvianbard]

#5596

Gloomy host For every ghost, Your queen shall come At the new autumn To put roots and stems For vibrant gems.

[ruffgem]

seniors who are forced to take a bunch of random fucking credits that are unrelated to their major in order to graduate: fuuuuck i have a poem due at 5 pm

[to-be-a-dreamer]

Thoughts on David & Race academic rivalry?

See in my head Race is firmly a STEM guy, like mechanical engineering major with a focus on aerospace and Davey is a history/literature dude so like. If they met in high school they would absolutely be friendly rivals where it's like

"Ha I beat you on the calc test."

"Yeah yeah, just wait until lit papers get graded"

But if they were part of a college friend group they would be in basically none of the same classes so it's kinda like. They do homework together in the same general vicinity and Davey's doing preliminary research for a 15-page history report (I dunno what english and history majors do for classes) that's due in three months and Race is doing multi-page-long physics problems that were assigned three hours ago but due in two days. Both of them are baffled by each other's entire existence. They both make the Provost's/Dean's List. They have no idea who actually has the highest grades because all of their professors weight grades differently and sometimes grade on a curve for no reason.

[feluka]

The Woman

The woman

She escaped from STEM

Yes

YES

The woman is out

[dailycupofcreativitea]

I asked this really cool woman in Kensington market who writes spontaneous poems to write me a poem about my research project to celebrate the end of my masters, and she wrote this in only a minute. I was blown away! How talented, how beautiful!!! 🥺🥺🥺 And she got my research almost exactly right based on like 30 seconds of me telling her what I did!!

I'm going to make art out of this and gift one to my supervisor and put the other one as a print in my thesis (which I'm going to get bound).

Man, I'm so touched, and I teared up reading it the first time 🥺🥺🥺💖💖💖 Love the talent in Toronto

[dragons-for-the-win]

Time has passed

and i have realised

our connection is now different

but I'm not bothered by this change

I've been left with a wound

where i used to keep our love,

but the wound is now healed

there's no resentment neither fear

Who would have said

that i was gonna grow,

that i was finally going to see

we were just not meant to be?

and i do not really know

how those feelings are just...gone...

but i know, for sure,

they are not there anymore

The planets have aligned

the stars have sung

and they say youre special

even if it's not how we expected

Needless to say

you will always be my friend,

being lovers or just mates

doesn't affect our real fate:

"we were never meant to be"

but we gave it our meaning,

learning from out past

to become the future we want

[proteusinanitas]

A Fool

a fool is naught but a jester a fool is naught but himself a fool is naught without pester a fool is naught without pain

no man, no woman, no child no king, no pauper, no stray no god, no great mind, no leader is free from a jest, day by day

but the man who cannot see himself oh, the man who looks out to the shore but thinks to himself "ugh, today" oh, he, the man who resigns himself is he not the greatest fool of the day?

oh you lords, oh you ladies, oh you humans oh you weirds, oh you norms, oh you middle-men of a laugh between words, what do you say?

would you laugh if i cried, if i sighed, if i died? would you leave if i wasn't deep, didn't reap, hadn't steeped? not the cobbler, not the soldier, not the fool nor the general, nor the knight, nor the lay

heed my words read my work feel my vision lest you look into what i say

please don't think please don't judge please don't heckle please just laugh, if i may

i'm no king i'm no mind i'm no poet just a fool with nothing to say

[jacibwrites]

One of two poems by Jacquelyn Bengfort in The Mid-Atlantic Review: https://midatlanticreview.com/2024/01/two-poems-about-water-by-jacquelyn-bengfort/

[loverofallthingssmart]

me when math 🫣☺️🤩😩‼️⁉️🫶🏽