Paper Airplanes

Paper AirplanesFrom the Poetic Asides blog:
For today’s prompt, write a science poem. Your poem could be about science in a general sense, but you can also latch onto a specific field or story. Maybe write a poem about the scientific method, or juxtapose science against another idea like love, war, or cuisine. Remember: Science is the springboard; which way you jump is up to you.

Paper Airplanes
for Mr. Vance

The teacher stood on my desk
since I sat in the front row
for Introduction to the Physical Sciences,
my freshman year of high school.

It wasn’t really a desk, more a table
heavy, black as molasses devouring light,
upon which we’d do experiments
well choreographed and safe.

He stood there, holding a paper airplane
flat to the ceiling then release.
We’d marvel at flight, take measurements,
make improvements in design.

Each working on our own plane
competing for the longest straightest
glide. It wasn’t memorization.
It was creative. It was fun!

I learned more about science
on that day than in all the classes
on astronomy, biology and chemistry
over the next eight years.

Observe, hypothesize, test, repeat.
Slice your deductions
with Occam’s Razor
until you reach the truth.

I don’t remember if I won
but I’ll never forget the lesson.

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About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker was born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough, North Carolina where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
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