Poem | Poets and Rocket Scientists

Poets and Rocket Scientists

They call it the crossing over through the mist

Of a poet like me into a rocket scientist

A philosopher into a lover of detail

Abstract thought into numerical Braille

They tell me that my intuition is not enough

That the sustainability of my 

core-competency is much too rough

That it will not suffice to know how the CAPM goes

You need to derive the risk-premium and what else, who knows?

Why don’t they get it, 

that there is more to Blackscholes than just an equation.

That there is more to a sample than a standard deviation

That numbers can fairly be described in words,

See 33 is still always thirty-third.

Anyway I don’t think there needs to be a war.

Complementary alliances are what are called for

Economies of scope that push

 the imagination to its brink

Imagine the world when a poet and a rocket scientist get together and think.

Reshma Krishnan