Meditation: On Telling Fibs

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Even your cramped studio has room for Fibs, the six-line poems that first appeared on Gregory K. Pincus's blog GottaBook and which have since turned up everywhere from Slashdot to the New York Times. Fibs are syllabic, expressing the Fibonacci series, in which every number after zero and one is the sum of the two previous numbers. If you're feeling cosmological (and this is a great day for it), you may be forgiven for thinking that the Fibonacci series, found in pineapples, nautilus shells, and tons of other natural growth patterns, reveals the messy world's hidden order.

Anyhow, a few examples:

None,
one,
the sum
of the two
that came before it:
that's the Fibonacci series.


You've
spilled
red wine
on my rug?
Don't give it a thought.
(And don't darken my door again.)

 


Feng
shui

just means
making sure
your stripes match your plaids
and your leather goes with your lace.

 


Your
pad
approached
the Golden
Mean, but then it took
a hard left into Space Pod kitsch.



House
cures
sometimes
are best planned
on a beach somewhere
far away from your dust bunnies.

 

Now you try it!

 

Photo credit: Designed by Robert J. Lang.
Folded by Phillip West. Uploaded by Pjil.

 

 

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