I've talked to my peers about this, tried to "get it." It's something wrong with me, I'm not trying to come across as if I'm the only one seeing through the emperor's clothing here. But, this first poem in the article for example (by the way, copy-pasting from this website is a fucking nightmare)
>I prove a theorem and the house expands: the windows jerk free to hover near the ceiling, the ceiling floats away with a sigh.
I can appreciate a clever use of vocabulary, the choice of breathing words like "expand, hover, float, sigh" centered around the fulcrum of "jerk." Academically I get why it's a good poem. But I feel nothing towards it, it doesn't seem special to me, to the point that it seems even unnecessary.
Maybe someone else is here that used to be as cynical and boring as me and somehow has since "gotten" this art form that people have been playing around with for a couple thousand years, and is willing to share how they did it?
EDIT: I'm remembering specific incidents now, like of sitting around on a grassy hill on campus, smoking pot, while my peers read their favorite poems to eachother, everyone's nodding their heads, but I'm just not fucking getting it!
>As a professor, she used poetry in her mathematics classes to help students to connect emotionally to mathematics...
how???