Two halves
A bigger half
is mathematician’s
impossibility.
But such a thing
when cutting pie
ever a probability.
© 2014 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved)
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Today, January 23rd, is National Pie Day! I’m sure the Pie Council won’t have a problem with prolonging the celebrations into Poetry Friday.
The little poem (above) was one of my November poem-a-day efforts. Given my disability in the pie-cutting department, I’m thinking probably the best way to divvy up the pie, at least at my house, is to make individual pies for each person!
And here to help with your next pie party are some pie-making tips from the aforementioned Pie Council.
This post is part of Poetry Friday, hosted today by Tara at A Teaching Life.
Violet Nesdoly / poems 
kiwiskan
January 23, 2014 at 11:43 pm
hadn’t thought about it like that before…
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Violet Nesdoly
January 24, 2014 at 7:32 pm
Kiwiskan, I think it started with the expression “bigger half” rolling around in my head and then the thought, such a thing is really an impossibility. One never knows when a poem will hit!
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kiwiskan
January 25, 2014 at 12:00 am
🙂
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Linda Baie
January 24, 2014 at 5:22 am
I imagine many would look at the cutting, and want that ‘bigger half’, Violet. Fun observation!
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Catherine Johnson
January 24, 2014 at 7:38 am
Brilliant! I love apple pie.
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jama
January 24, 2014 at 8:04 am
Are you seducing me with pie? Well, it’s working! Cute poem — love the idea of individual pies. 🙂
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semicolonsherry
January 24, 2014 at 12:21 pm
Probability, indeed. Thank you, Violet, for the celebration poem.
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Bridget Magee
January 24, 2014 at 2:21 pm
Love your poem…and your pie, Violet. When my girls share anything that requires cutting it in half, I let one cut, then the other one chooses which piece she wants. The cutter tends to make the pieces as equal as possible. =)
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Violet Nesdoly
January 24, 2014 at 7:28 pm
What a brilliant idea, Bridget, not only for your girls, but also for you, the retired referee.
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Donna Smith
January 24, 2014 at 2:37 pm
Only in the math books are pies cut in half! And they don’t look so yummy, so who cares? I’d take the smaller “half” of a real pie!
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Violet Nesdoly
January 24, 2014 at 7:29 pm
You’re right, Donna. A “half” of any pie would be lots for me.
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Mary Lee Hahn
January 24, 2014 at 3:15 pm
Oh, yum! I’ll take an individual pie ANY time!
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ldk
January 24, 2014 at 6:32 pm
In such a few words, your poem said so much! Thanks for the pie-making tips!
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Tabatha
January 25, 2014 at 12:08 am
We have always done Bridget’s scheme — it works so well! No arguing 🙂 I love your poem and your “personal pie” !
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margaretsmn
January 25, 2014 at 4:39 am
Your pictures and your poem make me want the bigger half today. Yum!
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Liz Steinglass
January 25, 2014 at 5:56 am
So true. That’s why one person cuts and the other chooses first!
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Keri Collins Lewis
January 26, 2014 at 2:28 pm
I may have to give into my craving for a homemade apple pie, now that I have these expert tips! I love how much you say in such a short poem. 🙂
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Michelle Heidenrich Barnes
January 26, 2014 at 5:27 pm
Oh my, well isn’t that the truth! There it is again, Violet, that wonderful fresh perspective. 🙂
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Bev
January 28, 2014 at 6:38 pm
Got such a chuckle from your poem – it is so true!
Thanks for stopping by.
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