I was trained for physics Olympiad. I had a great teacher and an amazing cohort. Those are distant now, and yet my high-school physics adventures have influenced my character profoundly still: devotion, imagination, patience and confidence prevail in my academic life.
Here’s a poem from October, 2013, not long after my first high school physics class.
Amid the mysteries, you came.
A wave function, alive:
Then, there came
Silence drained our starlight.
Weighting my soul,
your shadow casts upon my device,
In the infinite doubt of mine,
You are nowhere…
©️FW 2013, Translated on 6 Mar 2017
I dug this up to answer the internet question: what if physicists write poems?
Well, I will primarily focus on the physicist part of things now.