I wanted us to be a shape
that had the elegant dimensions
of the golden ratio:
a number that's irrational
but aesthetically pleasing,
like the sections
of Mona Lisa's face
that can be mapped
into divine proportions,
or the Parthenon,
a golden rectangle
inside which a perfect square
can be removed repeatedly, infinitely,
from smaller and smaller rectangles.
But we were a rhombus
whose diagonals
didn't fit the formula.
Angular and sharp,
stuck on parallel sides,
neither pleasing
to the eye nor perfect—
Greek for spinning top.
[Teresa Leo 'Golden Ratio', from Bloom in Reverse]
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