Poem

Poem from 4 AM on December 8, 2014 (first semester of grad school):

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A foray deep in calculus

Distributes all my thoughts

To differential analogues

Of facts I thought I'd lost

So analyze this integrand

And note its tempered bounds

For if convergence does not hold

My work will crumble down

The Fourier forms the animus

To most of my dismay

And I just hope I finish up

Before it's noon today

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