Gustavus Adolphus College

At Francis Su’s lecture this evening the three finalists in the Fibonacci poetry contest read their poems.  Below is the winning poem, followed by the two other finalists.

Fibonacci, by Bethany Ringdal

They
don’t
march in
time, how I
thought I would find them;
these numbers slide, hum and nestle
in the pearly curves and coils of a poem in the sun.

Untitled, by Erik Alquist

Vote.
Please.
Cast with
Conviction
To send a message
Of preference or discontent.
Though with the plurality you may not be, have heart.
Choosing the loser of these contests beats waiting for a probability of 1.

Untitled, by Katie O’Bryan

guess
choose
who knows?
not anchors
nor politicians
who can predict, the oracle?
no, tis not the mystic but tis the statistician