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Biscuit by Shalin Singh

Shalin Singh | September 27th, 2016 | poetry | 4 Comments

Poem

Drizzled with snowflakes – its color spectrum is discontinuous, though not offensively so.

Even the geometry of its surface lacks set-theoretic definability. One may fall for the rectangular prism argument, but the lack of flatness on its faces: description-less.

Deceptively heavy, its consumption elevates me.

Highly dense, the internal cavity is the prime realization of the divine interaction of divine ingredients.

Overwhelming richness, again; lacking offensiveness.

This experience. I am now changed. I wish to reflect on this experience; and so, retiring to that transcendental place, for I need to be around divinity to reflect on that which is divine.

This poem is a description of the spiritual enlightenment which I obtained after eating one of the most beautiful tasting biscuits I have ever eaten. My great Mathematician friend Cerene brought those biscuits into existence.

Poet Bio

I am a Pure Mathematician based at the University of Kwa-Zulu Natal (UKZN) Westville Campus. I enjoy describing things in a precise, rigorous and mathematically flavoured manner.

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