POEM OF THE DAY
Heptad To Elspeth, on the 7th anniversary of our marriage
Seven is a happy number
in that it returns
upon its squares to one.
Seven is prime.
Divisible only by itself and one.
Seven is a self number:
It cannot be generated
by any other integer
added to the sum of its single digit.
Seven is one
of a series of integers
each the sum of two previous terms
converging on the golden ratio.
Seven is a lucky prime
sieved from the sea of integers.
Seven is a safe prime;
in a discrete logarithm,
a key to the cryptogram of love.
Seven is both cardinal
and ordinal, a special well-ordered set
of all that came before it,
resolved from an infinity
of non-empty sets
by the axiom of choice.
Finite and unrepeatable
these seven years
will not fail of an itch.
Dana Pattillo
PoD 122
1:05:06 PM 
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