Contents:
Ode to Todd (Dec
1995)
Sonnet to
Margaret (Jan 1998)
Sjoerd per Goliard (19
Aug 1998)
The Mild
B-Global Boy (20 Jan 2001)
Cream of Weber
(6 Jul 2002)
Farewell Poem
(by Isar Stubbe, 5 Feb
2003)
GRACE (by
Margery Street, 8 Feb 2003)
Gavin and Penny,
like whom are not any! (8 Feb 2003)
Carolyn and
Chris (11 Oct 2003)
GRACE (by
Margery Street, 1 Nov 2003)
Arthur and Anna
(1 Nov 2003)
For Ross (by
Carolyn Kennett, 14 Jul 2005)
Thank You (14
Jan 2005)
Jack Charles Street
(Naming Ceremony 18 Feb 2006)
Our October Bird
(Aunty Monica's birthday 15 Oct 2006)
Chastely
Gregarious (Chas Gregory's 60th party 19 Nov 2006)
A Merry Tussle: An auto-rhyme that ought to rhyme
(Retirement Party, 15 Jul 2007)
Thunderous Dendrotope: (Farewell to Thorsten Palm, 24 Nov 2007)
Arrows and
Apples: (Farewell to Daniel Steffen, 24 Nov 2007)
Pastro Cheerio: (Farewell
to Craig Pastro, 20 Feb 2008)
Arrivederci
Simona: (Farewell to Simona Paoli, 12 Jun 2008)
Monoidal Moscow
Man: (Farewell to Alexei Davydov, 13 Jun 2009)
Go Bush's Gone
with Family: (Margery and Ross Street, at end of Last Go Bush Safari, 24 May
2010; with apologies to Henry Lawson)
One Chic Lad:
(Farewell to Dimitri Chikhladze, 27 Oct 2010)
John Soon Gone:
(Farewell to John Bourke, 27 Oct 2010)
Nowy is the Houry: (Farewell to David Oury,
13 Apr 2011)
Micah the
Mighty: (Farewell to Micah Blake McCurdy, 4 Jul 2011)
Tom, No Piker's
Son: (Graduation of Tom Booker, 26 May 2012)
Bula: Let's
Hula: (60th Birthday of Sue Gregory in Fiji, 13 Aug 2012)
Cr\`eme Cara-Camell!: (Farewell to Camell Kachour, 14 Nov 2012)
Ignacio To Go!: (Farewell to Ignacio
Lopez Franco, 27 Jan 2014)
The Maths Go On: (End of year Math
Dept dinner, 26 Nov 2014; with apologies
to Prini-Sandrini-Naraine-Ulivi-Baratta-Sudano)
A Syn-Thesis
Existeth: (Farewell to Matthew Burke, 20 May 2015)
The Mitchell Higher Way: (Farewell
to Mitch Buckley, 3 Sept 2015)
A Special Day for our Kay:
(Birthday in Vanuatu, 16 Nov 2016)
Le Cognac de Math: (Farewell to
Remy Tuyeras, Dec 2016)
$\Phi$arewell
$\Phi$ilip: (Farewell to Philip Hackney, July 2018)
This Lana(r)i is up to homotopy:
(Farewell to Edoardo Lanari,
21 Nov 2018)
House for Raising Sons:
(Birthday of Margery at Saddles, 30 Mar 2019)
A Campbell is Going: (Farewell
to Alexander Campbell, 5 Jun 2019)
Energetic Son: (Gavin Street
45th Birthday, 28 Nov 2019)
Macquarie Losing Misha: (Farewell
to Michael Batanin, Dec 2019)
In Front of the Field:
(Farewell to Yuki Maehara, 5 Feb 2020)
Farewell to Giacomo:
(Farewell to Giacomo Tendas, 8 Aug 2022)
A Miranda goes to Britain: (Farewell to Adrian
Miranda, 11 Apr 2023)
Let x be . . . : A Hymn to Algebra: (16 Jun
2023)
Ode to Todd
Ross Street
December 1995
Myles Tierney
had a student
He had mentioned
once or twice:
"The guy
works upon coherence,
And his stuff is
pretty nice."
Along came Alan
McIntosh
And, in his
Analytic hand,
Held a letter
from Ol' Rutgers.
'Twas the CV of Our
Man!
"Must be
meant for you," he sneered,
On his way to
have a beer,
"Your lot
only drinks wine,
And we certainly
don't cohere!"
A proposal was
in order,
A try was
clearly worth,
"I'll put
in an application,
Get Trimble here
on MURF."
Verily, verily,
these words came true,
Just like the
old sooth-sayer.
But came a hitch
- we had forgot
To account for
lovely Andrea.
With a month or
two to marry,
And a few to
kiss . . . or more,
Todd landed in
Australia,
Still prior to
'94.
Ringed with
mighty fires,
In our Department
Todd could jibe.
He was COOL with
mathematics -
Even the matrix
of L. Tribe.
Now Trimble as a
young boy,
Seeing James
Bond do his tricks,
Oft daydreamed
of becoming
Ac'demic, Level A, Point
6.
Towards this
Great Endeavour
The young man
would not slip,
With brilliant
unit variant
Of Prof Girard's
"Long Trip".
To see how this
had finished
What Kelly - Mac
L. had begun,
You had to sit
and listen.
Yet this was too
hard for One.
Under Trimble
supervision,
The Cat Seminar
did well-ly.
Beaut coffee, chokky bikkies
Were even
enjoyed by Kelly!
Daydreaming of
Point 7,
Todd studied operad Lie.
This area of
expertise,
Was really good
to see."
I speak orientals better than K_n ,
So could you
amplify a bit for me?"
Was my question
he returned to,
But at the time
he said, "We'll see."
Then Todd
unfolded his program.
'Twas a really clever streak,
Use Ks to define
precisely
n-categories -
not strict - true weak!
Joint work with
Dom then surfaced
To determine a
parity complex.
The talks on all
this material
Were hits at
Conference Halifex.
With Gordon
around as Visitor,
I said,
"How 'bout n = 4 ?"
Todd worked for
a while,
Then with a wry
smile,
Slid details
under my door.
The Staff Club
knows Dr Trimble,
Regular at
Colloquium Meals,
Founder of Seminar
Luncheon,
To us all this now sure appeals.
Todd taught 338
this Semester.
Helped the weak
and inspired the bright.
Categories at
Macquarie were boosted,
Down the tunnel
there is a strong light.
But now Todd
feels forced to leave us.
We hope he will
keep strong the link,
Continue the
work he has started,
For future, we
wish him the pink.
Sonnet to
Margaret
Ross Street
January 1998
'Twas mid '95
Our problems
alive
Looking for help
Grant Cairns
gave a yelp
Did Margaret
arrive.
New subject for
her
But gave not a stir
Gray-cats absorbed
Adjunctions on
board
Surfaces occur.
Categorical
lunch
Not just a hunch
Always short
black
Quick smoke the
way back
With Sydney
bunch.
Teaching her
share
Poor students
she'd bear
Good students extend
Starting new
trend
Never unfair.
Montr\'eal morning
Take my fair warning
Short cut watch out
Via cemetery
route
Lawvere for the
storming.
With a young
Turk
Some
professional work
McIntyre - Trimble
The perfect
symbol
Mid-4-swaps
lurk.
Rotman's eloquence
Long exact
sequence
Kennett, Weber
Very clever
Graduate
guidance.
Peaceful karma
Pull of Ghana
Six
year
spell
Macquarie
farewell
Enjoy Africana!
Sjoerd per Goliard
Ross Street
19 August 1998
In Bangor North
Wales,
Where wind fills
the sails
And rattles the
pans,
Shared house
with the Crans.
While
transporting Quillen,
Hearing of van Kampen,
Sjoerd showed skill in
Omega Gray tensoring.
Soon came to
Sydney,
Less steak and
kidney.
Working with
Kelly,
Still filled the
belly.
Then to
Macquarie
To investigate Teisi.
Why shouldn't composing
Be dimension
increasing?
A fine School
citizen,
Happily joining
in.
Voluntarily
marking.
To students,
harking.
Ribbon of
M\"obius!
Esther bore Tobias.
Child of New
Holl-and.
Both children
are grand!
Enormous pasting
diagrams.
4-types and
hexagrams.
New central
ideas,
From many, earn
cheers.
Postmodern
algebra!
Initiated
seminar.
Nothing
ignored-ed -
All weeks
recorded.
Soon off to Montr\'eal,
We wish the Crans, all
The best for
their stay.
Keep in touch
while away.
The Mild
B-Global Boy
Ross Street
20 January 2001
To the tune of
The Wild Colonial Boy (where possible)
There is a mild Colonial boy, Pad McCrudden is his name.
Born of Irish bloodline,
he caught Toongabbie train.
He is his
parents' only son and of course their pride and joy,
As he set off to
ol' Sydney U, rah rah, hipp hipp, hoy hoy.
He started on
his first degree, believe me it was Law,
But a year of
that, he hollered "nuff" because it was a
bore.
Found
mathematics was for him, high distinctions did enjoy,
By third year he
had reached the top, this dedicated boy.
In early
nineteen ninety five, he found Macquarie U,
As Vacation
Scholar on Quantum Groups, his Co-ACTions grew and
grew.
Off then for Honours at Sydney Maths, a Medal
became his toy,
But back to a
Macquarie PhD, this mild Colonial boy.
In these three
years we had much fun, Yoneda was the tool.
To work with
wood and bike to work, he was nobody's fool.
Tannaka theory
understood, the 2-cells to deploy.
Enchanting
research all was that, from our young Paddy boy.
Postdoctoral
work at old McGill, research papers began to flow.
Then Marty's
school and a timely MURF, meant homeward they would go,
To Education in
Decline --- Property Market, Bankers' Joy.
So that is why
they captured him, this Barclays Global boy.
Cream of Weber
Ross Street
6 July 2002
Hist, Hark . . .
re Mark
His gift for
Mathematic
Made quite graphic
Quotient groups
a lark
A top Honours Year
The gang of
three
We lectured with
glee
Their study to
steer
Ambitious essay
Mark undertook
Could write a book
But crafted his
way . . .
Abstracted a theme
Maths Miscellany
Was then tellin' me
A Grothendesque dream
Sheaves on a
site
All lots of fun
Maths Honours One
Many late night
Great day for me
To continue
research
A categorical
lurch
Enrolled PhD
Exciting stuff
These higher operads
Off the
launching pads
Symmetry's tough
Some difficult
time
Assessing
directions
Anxious
reflections
To upshot sublime
Supportive rellies
Thesis complete
Graduation seat
Basil's for bellies
Summer classes
MATH136
Mark full of
tricks
Worthy passes
Ottawa now calls
Excitement awaits
To make new
mates
In hallowed
halls
Best wishes Mark
Farewell Poem
Isar Stubbe
5 February 2003
It's now already
five weeks ago
That I arrived
from European cold
Sent here by my Supervisor
'Cause "they know
everything", he told.
In my baggage
were shorts of course
Sunglasses and
shirts shaped as T
Running shoes
and books to read
But also cats without identity.
Meanwhile I
learned about order ideals
Fibrations, inverter and invertee
Toposes, cosmoses and
universes,
But also about the beach and the sea...
It is not always
easy though
To be confronted
with so many savants
But you've
always tried to explain to me
What you've
already understood and I haven't.
So next Friday
I'm going home again
And on Saturday
in Brussels I'll land
But I'm sure
that when I'll close my eyes
I'll still see
sun, sea and sand.
Oh and about cats
missing identities
I realize now
that it's safe to say
that units are
not really missing at all
at least if you
change the base.
GRACE
by Margery
Street
8 February 2003
(For the Wedding
Breakfast of Penny and Gavin Street)
The tradition of
Grace,
as I have
discovered from speaking to family and friends and clergy people,
and from
searching the Net,
as one does
these days,
means something
different to every person.
To some Grace is
a digestive;
to others,
warding off evil spirits,
to another,
safeguarding the food;
and to others,
bringing together our composure.
Before Grace
I would like to
acknowledge the traditional owners of this land,
the Dharug people,
and to respect
their spirit.
It is humbling
to be here and give thanks on behalf of all of us
to the Supreme
Being
for everything
that we enjoy today.
I am proud to speak
for all of you in wishing Penny and Gavin
unlimited love
and peace
in sharing their
first meal as a married couple,
and their lives.
May we all be
nourished and renewed
by the radiance
of Gavin and
Penny's affection.
Thank you.
Gavin and Penny,
like whom are not any!
Ross Street
8 February 2003
(For the Wedding
of Gavin and Penny)
P
Personality
Pair,
With Pater so
Proud,
Vocal today,
With happiness
loud.
E
Their Energy's
massive.
(Of course, it
is solar.)
Involved in the
spectrum,
Equator to
polar.
NN
'Ens and turtles,
You'll find up
the Coast,
Fine home and
garden,
I'm eager to
boast.
Y
Youth they
possess and,
Amidst the
clatter,
Have time to
enjoy,
The things that matter.
G
Too early to
mention,
While you're
having fun?
A Grandfather
person,
I'd like to be
one!!
A
Ambulance and
fire-ee,
They don't need
oration.
We all are safer
for,
Penny's
vocation.
V
These two have
Values,
Moral and fine.
To guide them
through life,
There's no
better sign.
I
An Eye is for
seeing.
Both have the
vision,
For seeing and
doing . . .
Completing the
mission.
N
Another 'En
Became unpenned.
On that note
you'd
Agree I should
end.
Carolyn and
Chris
Ross Street
11 October 2003
In Eigh-ty Five
Good old Mac Q
Had distance courses
To offer you.
So if four bonny
kinder
And work weren't enough
You could do mathematics
And learn some
good stuff.
It's ten times harder
Than degree done
normally
But today's
lovely bride
Did outstanding performally!
A fortiori
An Honours Degree.
First Class of
course,
Well done! Q E
D!
Amidst all this
flurry
Son Michael emerged.
Five mothers
plus Grans,
On him all
converged.
As one over R
squared,
Like Newton's
attraction,
Through Physics
came Chris,
Moving to
action.
With wry kind of
humour
This noble Ki-wi
A-long-side
Carolyn
Liked much to
be.
A team they've become
With a grandiose
goal:
A numerate Australia;
Why not World as
a whole?
In their
equation is FUN,
Camping as fambley,
Or the New Year
sunrise
At beach with
some bubbley.
Today pledging
troths,
Carolyn and
Chris,
We wish them
long life
Of marital
bliss.
Grace for the
Wedding Breakfast of Anna & Arthur
Margery Street
1 November 2003
(For the Wedding
Breakfast of Anna and Arthur Street)
Good Evening
It is a pleasure
and privilege to greet you here tonight.
The atmosphere
of this place is very special, symbolically and in fact.
This public
institution is dedicated to collecting, organising,
and most importantly making available, the story of this country's past millennia.
The Library neither falsifies nor destroys the record.
Let me then
follow recent custom and acknowledge the spirit of the Ancestors of the Gadigal
clan within the Eora language group, the traditional owners of this place.
Tonight is particularly
special to us for the celebration of the marriage of Anna & Arthur.
Over the last
year I have watched their unique spirituality unfolding:
a questioning, a
willingness to listen, and a seeking to understand other people's beliefs:
explanations
over time and cultures. What a challenge the diversity of India must have
presented!
A descendant of
an original inhabitant of - somewhere - in Australia, whose mother was also
removed from her land,
told me that
despite being a recent arrival to Eora country,
she could still
call on their Ancestral Spirits.
Let's then all
focus spiritual energy, love, and thanks toward this first meal of
Anna and Arthur
as a married couple, and to their long life together.
Arthur and Anna
Ross Street
1 November 2003
(For the Wedding
of Arthur and Anna)
When a son
leaves home
Then starts to roam
To study o'erseas
Learn birds and
bees . . .
Parents will worry
That in some hot
flurry
Too many descendents
Will reside at
Earth's endents.
How ideal it now
seems
That the girl of
his dreams
Was here to be found
On parents' home
ground.
To make a decision,
Small one or
big-un,
Our lovers
insist:
You must make a
list!
Should two As engage?
Let's draw up
our page.
The PRO side has
plenty,
While CON
remains empty.
From walking the
Schwarzwald,
Bi-cycling on asphalt,
Unstressing with yoga,
Or wearing a
toga,
No food that's
polluted.
Our couple's
well suited.
The precision of
Physics
And molec'lar Biology,
Is tempered when't mixes
With social Psychology.
All this in
common,
Still not enough
reas'ning,
A test to perform
Science method
appeasing.
An intrepid
tour,
Other cultures
endure.
Some second
thoughts,
Or love proved
pure?
Terrorism, SARS,
Tummies the
blahs,
Still not
enough,
Passions to
snuff.
Erotic statues,
Of Kajuraho:
"Marry me,
please!"
"Yes"
and so not "no".
Now came the
question:
Where to take
vow?
Scenic bowling
club?
What's sense
allow?
My personal
memory,
As overwhelmed
lad,
Brought here by
Uncle,
To State Lib'ry pad;
Fairfield
Council branches
My library
paradigm.
Surrounded by
knowledge,
Yet unknowing,
in time . . .
By Anna's own
choice,
'Twould be the venue,
Of a son's life
event,
Wondrous and
true.
Advised by his
wife,
Premier, Neville
Wran,
On this
Library's extension,
The construction
began.
Within which
building,
This same politician,
Farewelled our
Arthur,
On Olympiad
mission.
Margery meets
here,
Enjoying the
scene ---
Fun part of work
life,
Breaks Dee Why
routine.
So roll out the
banner,
Says:
"Arthur and Anna,
All married
today,
Our blessings
their way."
For Ross
Carolyn Kennett
Thursday 14 July
2005
(For the
celebration of Streetfest)
A poem for the
poet
My little
attempt
Our affection to
show it
At this
momentous event
Physics his aim
at first
Til maths made him sensible
The beginnings
of a thirst
Life long, unquenchable
Then off to the
states
More than
theorems to find
True love and
joined fates
Margery, one of
a kind
To Macquarie
Ross came
To teach years
first to third
And to become a
name
Of which we all
have heard
What do we say
of Street?
When asked to describe
Real, great,
special, sweet
Red wine he
loves to imbibe
And when he
wants to rest
Mandolin in the
band
Aussie bush is best
Holding
Margery's hand
Proud of their
progeny
Sons Arthur and
Gavin
Join Anna and
Penny
Oscar and babe
Penny is havin'
Of mathematical
genealogy
Easy to find the
facts
But the most
important be
Our beloved Max
His babes; Shum
and Johnson
Mark Weber and
Pa(i)ddy
And those in
gestation
Daniel, Elango and Craigie
Monoidal, twos
and bis
Simplices and
trees
Tensors, braids,
Gray's, tris
Stuff on
n-categories
If I were to
make a list
Of those who
share his math
Just to get a
gist
Would take
longer than we hath
I know you join
with me
Wishing him all
the best
On this occasion
as we
CELEBRATE
STREETFEST
Thank You
Ross Street
14 January 2006
(For
contributors to StreetFest)
While Dominic
had mooted
A scheme along
these lines,
Six colleagues
all too true
Had judged the
temporal signs.
RMIT, a meeting,
On birthday LIX,
A conference
there should be,
In view of
birthday next.
What magic was performed
By this
distinguished six,
To attract so
many guests
Of such a
cultural mix?
Michael B did
not foresee
The work and
oft-times pain,
To produce a
great event
Is not without
huge strain.
Amnon's mighty
network,
And help from ANU
Meant ten days
of lectures,
Deep contents
with overview.
Department led
by William,
Never waivered with support,
Beyond the call
of duty,
Much more than
really ought.
Steve Lack and
our Alexei
Organized behind
scenes.
Their work still
ongoing,
To produce the Proceedeens.
Letters of
invitation,
Accommodation
for the crew,
Coffee and
luscious bikkies,
Victoria floated
through.
And what about
the web page,
The poster and
tech. know-how?
A wizard is our
Daniel,
Please stand and
take a bow!
At the Dinner,
big surprises:
Mike Johnson's
ice cream speech,
Signed oriental
poster,
Carolyn's poem a
real peach.
To people who
attended,
Especially our
Max Kell,
Who sat afront alertly
Wise comments
oft to tell.
And now where
stands the subject?
Exciting times
are here.
Fest telescoped
the future,
The significance
is clear.
Seeing all the
applications,
The beauty and
the needs,
Uniting many
topics,
The Fest has
sown new seeds.
Our party late
is coming,
Small token of
thanks to all.
To be reason for
such an event,
I find quite
un-believe-a-ball.
JACK CHARLES
STREET
Ross Street
18 February 2006
(for grandson Jack at his Naming Ceremony)
"J"
stands for Jack,
Our Jewel and
our Joy.
The name is well
Judged,
Just right for
this boy.
Adoring family,
Admiring friends
Can Advise the
young man
Through life's
many bends.
Cute and so
Cuddly,
Yet Clever and
smart.
He Clears a warm
path,
To Conquer your
heart.
Kiss him for
luck,
Our newest King.
With Key to the
future,
He'll do his own
thing.
Our October Bird
Ross Street
15 October 2006
(Aunty Monica's
auspicious birthday)
Bobolink,
bobolink,
Chimes from
Japonica
This October
bird ------
Our own Aunty
Monica.
We're pleased
with Jack Howard,
Who always
thought bigg,
To, after the
War,
Secure her as Quigg.
Independent and
strong,
Yet always apace
To help family
in need,
Or event to
embrace.
When you think p'raps this year,
All will forget
. . . . . . errr,
Birthday card
punctual,
Will make you
feel better.
To visit
spontaneous,
Mon's famed hospitality,
A banquet
appears,
Guests treated
as royalty.
Graceful art
pieces,
A home full of
beauty,
From kitchen, to
lounge,
And even the tooty.
Octo . . .
Octo--ber bird,
Dolichonyx oryzivorus,
Chimes again for
us,
That old
Birthday Chorus.
Chastely
Gregarious
Ross Street
19 November 2006
(Chas Gregory's
60th birthday party)
Back in old '46,
Yolande and
Gerald
Some big announcement
Trumpets to
herald.
On the Isle of
Grenada
In those Indies
West,
A Charles child
was born
To be one of the
best.
Perhaps it was there
Came his great
taste for chicken,
The native dish
"oil-down",
From menu worth pickin'.
Government calls
and push to move
As if it has a
point to prove.
Landing next in
Uncle Sam:
Howdy partner,
welcome ma'am.
Rancho Palos
Verdes
Not Hotel
California
'Cause they checked
out and left
'Spite what
Eagles warn yah.
Bye bye to America;
Bula to Nandi.
Beautiful
island,
With school so
dandy.
Quite the young
man
By time of
Carnarvon,
Lass across
street
Found Chas very charmon.
Greg's garden in
Sydney
With orchids so
stunning
Showcased Dad's talent
For land matters
running.
With culture so horti
Or could be the genes
Chas too took to
plants
Knows what Latin
means.
Plus entrenchment in
Greek
Work takes over
there,
To sort out
their waves
That travel
through air.
With interests
so wide,
But always
played cool.
Right there to help
While others
play fool.
In numeri romani,
An El Exxer of youth.
Of our sexy-generian,
I have told only
truth.
A Merry Tussle
Ross Street
15 July 2007
An
auto-rhyme that ought to rhyme
Somewhere it
really did happen
Time arrow sped
swiftly away
I clearly must
have tired,
Midst THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
For now I'm told I'm RE-tired,
Though it's hard
for me to say,
Since the fun
just keeps on rolling,
As for THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
Macquarie began
to employ me,
Housed floor 6
of E7A.
When Balaclava
met Waterloo,
Back THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
My Father had
furnished Macquarie.
I suspected I
would head its way.
But Fred Chong
made it all happen,
For THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
My gorgeous wife
graced the Mac Library,
But there only
one year could stay,
Stopped work at
the advent of Arthur,
Nearly THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
Brother became a
Mac student,
I even taught
him a bit on the way,
Wayne did it
tough but certainly conquered,
Over THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
A preoccupation
for math'matics,
What family
thinks, hard to say,
But always you
have been supportive,
Over THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
Despite me our
boys have endured,
And I am very
proud of the way,
They have
independently functioned,
During THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
I've come up
with a few little Theorems,
In these rooms
we now party today,
I plan to
continue the research,
Past THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
Dear colleagues
in the Department,
Around you I
still hope to stay,
Fine cooperative
working environment,
For THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
In mind are many
not with us,
Parents and
relatives alway',
Kelly whose
subject absorbed me,
For THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
With my alma
mater U Sydney,
It is a very
great pleasure to say,
I enjoyed most
friendly relations,
Over THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
Thank you to my
research co-workers,
I still learn
from you every day,
Together we'll
write many papers,
Past THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
Cat visitors at CoACT sojourn,
Most wonderful
people are they,
Their names can
be found on our Web page,
In those THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
Many joys have
collated employment,
With Swim Two
Birds mando I'd play,
At lunchtime and
some fun bush dances,
In the THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
Then also there
are my grad students,
The future they
must hold at bay,
As apprentices
for our profession,
Beyond THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
Our Government now has accepted,
That our subject
is here to stay,
Mathematics
critical f'r all Science,
Not just THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
There is one
thing I hope for retirement,
Internal voice I
long to obey,
To Grandad our
children's children.
After THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
But I must say
that I owe it to Margery.
With this party
she got it her way.
Her power to
manage is marvelous,
Love for THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
Boomalacca boomalacca bish boom drey,
CoACT, CoACT, here to stay,
Boomalacca boomalacca yay yay yay,
Ten times THIRTY SEVEN YEAR, FIVE DAY.
Thunderous Dendrotope
Ross Street
24 November 2007
Fellow Teuton
Walter Tholen,
Advised at York
on Cat,
To Makkai, post
Baez-Dolan,
Did Thorsten
raise his hat.
In hand of Palm
these multitopes,
Trees of Palm
became,
With Hamiltonian
chamber graphs,
Weak higher cats
did tame.
Appointed Scott
Russell Fellow,
CoACT the more
enriched.
His calls on
speakers to be precise,
The Seminar en-stitched.
Not eye-to-eye alway saw we,
On fundamental
notions:
The empty
filter, zum Beispiel,
Could easy cause
commotions.
So sad it is to
say farewell
As we wave as
Palm doth go.
To some
unsuspecting industry,
His expertise
he'll throw.
Arrows and
Apples
Ross Street
24 November 2007
Modular
categories, link and skein,
So Daniel caught a
down under plane
Though Kathryn
Hess advised at Lausanne,
Joined CoACT to study, bike, beach and
tan.
Swiss-prompt on arrival,
Steffen spoke Strine,
And even our humour,
Went straight
down the line.
Empowering CoACT in so many ways,
With greatly diverse
character traits,
On language our
Max would even defer
To Daniel's facilit\'e sup\'erieur.
Seminars
organized so many a year,
Willingly
helping in spirit of cheer,
Department IT,
behind the scene,
Solutions always
so swift and clean.
Strove games,
after Dolan, strategic take backs,
Cartesian
category, but freeness still lacks.
Mac yearly
awarded West US Coast trip,
For Apple
conference, Macquarie to rep.
Please come back
Daniel,
We hope that you
will,
With your Yank
software work,
You can abide with
us still.
Pastro Cheerio
Ross Street
20 February 2008
Craig came to Australia
To analyze the
antipode.
With eye to a
thesis
Designed arduous
work load.
From Calgary
Canada,
And Masters with Cockett,
Fit well into CoACT,
A paper in
pocket.
In fact loved by all,
Not just Cat
folk,
Department,
Numeracy,
In one big fell
stroke.
Electronic-style
things,
Our man Craig Pastro,
Calculation with
strings,
Is really the
Maestro.
To speak of
these matters,
When it comes to
TeX,
His patient
improvements . . .
Innovative like
heck!
Cross this way
and that,
These blooming braidings!
So many choices,
Swappings and tradings.
CT06 in Nova
Scotia,
Jubilee Meeting
here at Mq.
Keynote addresses
to excite ya,
Frobenius, Hopf, quantum things too.
Who's that a-ringing?
Craig picks up
the phone.
"It's
Brian!", the voice says,
In a cheerful
tone.
He has a
suggestion,
And Craig finds
a Proof.
More ideas
follow,
In their search
for Truth.
Fin'ly this month,
Nice thesis
submitted,
Containing four
papers,
With Theorems
it's littered.
With all our
best wishes,
You head to
Nanaimo,
As to your
future,
You now fix your
aim-oh!
Arrivederci
Simona
Ross Street
12 June 2008
Arrivederci
Simona!
Goodbye, goodbye
Si-mone.
Person with such
lovely published papers,
Theorems to
stand all tests and guages,
Whence she
ventured to Macquarie's stages
Far from home.
Arrivederci
Simona,
It's time for us
to part.
Save results to
tell on your returning,
Gladly go from CoACT, teaching, learning,
Keep your love
of CATs alive and burning
In your heart.
Arriving here
from Warwick,
Eight talks we
did enjoy.
All too soon the
visit would be over,
Lack and she as operads in clover,
Legacy of joint
work us to savour
And employ.
Shuffling off to
Buff'lo
Cohomol' of triple
kind.
Sought
interpretations new in nature,
Australian
Fellowship await, impature,
End two thousand
four: success -- elature
Blow-n mind!
To
Land-of-snakes-and-spiders,
Hello, hello Si-mone.
Able to
withstand the blokey context,
Taking Tamsamani to the next step,
Talks delivered
with style and greatest pep
Nicely done.
And then while trav--ling o'seas,
Joint work,
joint work abounds.
Quillen model
structures with Fiore.
Then Dorette Pronk would add to story,
A paper to be of
power and glory
So it sounds.
Simona's
teaching blossomed,
Her caring ways
saw through.
But now she's
travelling away to Israel,
Leaving happy
thoughts along her high trail,
To enunciate
more theorems of robust scale
Always true.
Arrivederci Si-mo-na . . .
Monoidal Moscow
Man
Ross Street
13 June 2009
Monoidal
categories with a twist
Put Alexei on my
Postdoc list.
A visit here a
year before,
And us to him in
Singapore.
The visa
problems caused some fun.
By extortion Oz
awarded one.
In fact it meant that all could come,
Lovely daughter and
his Mum.
Not so long and
Aussies all,
Riding horses
strong and tall,
Surfing wind and
scuba diving,
Travelling
'round, enjoying living.
Culinary skills
we gladly mention,
The fish prepared
beyond compr'ension.
Knowing
mushrooms one can eat,
And making them
a Russian treat.
Many ideas still
not written:
Work on Deligne, Drinfeld, Witten.
Strings for
physics just get better,
Using Davydov and Yetter.
Our colleague
Alexei
For a job has
his next-y
Way south of co-Mexi
In a venue quite
sexy.
Next week our Dr
Davydov
Really will be
flying off
To share with
folk in Brazil,
Universal
functorial skill.
We tried quite hard
To keep him here
And the Good
News is
He returns end
year.
Go Bush's Gone
with Family
Margery and Ross
Street
24 May 2010
with
apologies to Henry Lawson
Go Bush is gone
but not forgot . . .
Our hearts are
out of order.
Who will holler "All
aboard"
Across the
Queensland border?
Who shall tend
safarists' needs . . .
Their tents, airbeds and sausage?
Who shall teach
the grannies knots:
The Truckies, but not Grannies?
We've seen the
showers in torrents fall . . .
And all the
tanks run over.
We've seen the
grass grow green and tall . . .
In pathways of
the drover.
Before the Cane
Toads munch too much,
May Ozzies see their country.
Cryptobiotics, natives lush,
it all seems elementary.
As our wheels
bump along the road . . .
Our minds are
also turning . . .
Those thoughtful
pearls from Morris-Miles
Placate our
knowledge yearning.
But safaris
travel on their tumms . . .
Good food is
most essential,
And Su's menu of Master Chef . . .
Supplies that most
substantial.
We've seen the
showers in torrents fall . . .
And all the
tanks run over.
We've seen the
grass grow green and tall . . .
In pathways of
the drover.
Before the Cane
Toads munch too much,
May Ozzies see their country.
Cryptobiotics, natives lush,
it all seems elementary.
One Chic Lad
Ross Street
27 October 2010
On the eighth of
May two thousand four,
An email arrived
and here's the score:
Dimitri Chikhladze from Tbilisi State
Kindly enquired
how he'd rate
As a Macquarie Masters candidate.
Was he early or
too late?
The Macquarie
process for an iMURS
Rolled on at
length for better, worse,
Our Chic
candidate, always terse,
Expert on
euphemistic verse
Was provoked to
write the outburst:
"A slightly
complicated system".
Language
requirements then called TOEFL,
Research project
and lots of waffle,
Diligently
supplied by Mr Chic,
To each demand,
a turned cheek.
Then on 5 March
two thousand six,
Approval
doctoral candidatrix.
Three months
later the good news came,
A research
scholarship did Dimitri gain,
And then the
next month confirming bets.
Appeared "Separable
morphisms of simplicial sets".
Then by my
birthday to Sydney he jets,
Starts on
research, accommodation lets.
The change of
culture could not have been easy,
To outward
appearance all seemed breezy.
Amazing
adjustment to Ozzie talking.
His supervisor,
watchful, hawking,
Seams that sometimes needed caulking,
But at big
questions never balking.
For mandatory
talks I sometimes worried,
That his
preparation might be too hurried,
But a charming
cool smile dispelled my fear,
And on the day
would Dimitri appear,
To produce a
talk, so deep, so clear,
Worthy of a
celebratory beer.
A thesis is
always hard won writing,
The Time God pushing,
fighting, fighting.
Eleventh hour,
despite computer glitch,
Emerged a jewel
at examiners to pitch,
New theorems in
thesis well established,
Quantum modules
and embedding enriched.
I regret loosing our Georgian one,
To return to
World now doctorate done.
But naturally we'll
keep in touch,
As his further
research will be much.
Perhaps sometime
here to return,
What in between
he's done we'll learn.
John Soon Gone
Ross Street
27 October 2010
some
apologies to Slim Dusty
In Ireland's
North, tho' I've not been,
Where all is
blended orange-green,
I can imagine
John coolly say:
"I'm off to
Sydney without delay,
PhD the Holy Grai
Should have some
Fun on the way,
A scholarship my
fees will pay."
Supervisor Lack
at UWS
While John set
up in Carslaw,
It all worked
without a mess,
Wednesday
Macquarie he'd head for.
Rapid succession
emails came,
To straighten
out some paper's claim,
Heightened truth
then to attain,
Understanding,
the end game.
Codescent for algebra
2-categories,
Well thought out
ingenious strategies.
Occasionally descending down the stairs,
To puff own
rolled where no-one cares.
Now sing "Hi
ho, hi ho,
He's off to old
Brno."
For, as Dom
would say, it's Toodlepipski,
And John will be
with Prof. Rosicky.
We love to have
a beer with John B.
We love to have
a beer with John.
We won't drink
before working,
That is never never ever ever ever on.
We drink in town
and country
Where the
atmosphere is great
We love to have
a beer with John B.
'Cause Bourkey's our mate, . . . yeah.
Nowy is the Houry
13 April 2011
Ross Street
not
to the tune "Farewell of the Maori"
The year but
begun was two thousand two.
An email to Bon,
an enquiry new,
Passed on to me
for some follow through,
@scatter.com of
Portland State U.
For reasons
unclear, David's interest was drawn
To postgraduate
work of categorical form
And to study in CoACT somewhat reborn
Back in the days
Mac-q had more lawn.
A chance in
September, would see to 't,
I was to visit
the Fields Insti-toot.
Could meet over
dinner, opportunity beaut,
Discuss
strategies for objectives pursuit.
Mark Weber, Margery and yours truly,
Adjourned to
Days Inn with Signor Oury,
To explain needs
of MQHDR fully.
A Masters degree would clinch funds
duly.
Where to obtain
such an award?
Some categorical
place was needed.
McGill's Makkai
he tilted toward,
Who to David's
request, happily heeded.
Time ambled
along, but Makkai's supervision,
July Oh-5
wedding, charged Oury batteries.
Persistence
rewarded with Masters ascension:
"Free
Braided Pivotal Cat-egories".
Strong time for CoACT now two thousand seven,
New country, new
colleagues, odd research idea,
To adapt and
accomplish by two thousand eleven,
With one damn hard problem, challenges: clear.
Each week making
known, in neat TeX form,
To Dominic and
me, his latest barrier,
In understanding
the non-simplicial horn,
Why Theta-sets
be Quillen model carrier.
With a paper
notched up and thesis submitted,
To future
research/teaching, our lad's committed.
Back to their
homeland David and Jae fly,
Now is the hour
when we must say goodbye.
Micah the Mighty
Ross Street
4 July 2011
With highly
perfect basal cleavage,
And hexagonal
sheet atom formations,
Micah naturally
moved to college
To sort fibrations and fusion operations.
Whence cometh
the h in our own Micah?
Could indicate
the property by where
He's stable
under the highest heat.
More likely it
hints at fine facial hair.
Proud son of
Math/Phys at Dalhousie,
Creamed
Cambridge Tripos with Distinction;
Gathered belongings to head southly,
Bound for CoACT, with spiritual conviction.
Under the caring
guidance of Dominic,
Frequent Seminars
revealed quick progress.
Preservation
properties of functors monoid'lic,
Now paper linked
to the Borceux Congr\'es.
Snaffled by MATH
to do much teaching,
Did it well to
staff and students' liking,
Unhappy are we
that Micah's leaving,
To miss, in research
and teaching, his spiking.
That Large Black
Notebook of hieroglyphs,
Developing
graphics of intuition and precision,
Carried p. p. to thwart Time's nymphs,
Successful PhD
with no derision.
For now, Anna
and Micah will not,
Grace our
activities with vibrant banter,
But will move
ahead to a Canadian spot,
Some
day
soon back here to canter.
Tom, No Piker's Son
Ross Street
26 May 2012
Tom, he is the
Bookers' son,
He roamed the
West when he was young;
A new game he
would have to play
Across
Australia, far away.
Tom, Tom, no
Piper's son,
Gained the
grades, and away did run
From the Physics
which he could eat,
Algebra chewier,
taught by Street.
Mathematics
lecturers of every kind,
Were delighted
his good work to find,
He made the
learning seem like play,
At Macquarie
now, not W.A.
Tom too learn'd another tune,
Rising Sun's
tongue, not the Moon!
His characters
just look the part,
A culture he holds
close to heart.
Tom moved to Honours, record strong,
Liked ideas, Abe
Robinson,
Non-standard
reals with topos perspective,
Lovely reading
in Tom-style narrative.
Now PhD-ready
candidate Tom,
Chose to work
with Ross and Dom.
Chuffed we were
at this decision,
Back still in
the old ICS Division.
Tom beginning
2008-ive,
As Seminar
organizer super-lative,
Like "Australia
All Over", people said,
Looked forward
all week till his email read.
Tom, Tom,
Categorical son,
Has many bullet
points to his gun.
Three am phone
orders to the US,
Soon trotting is
he, across to METS
To create an
item of electronic kind.
Good teacher
too, we did find.
Taught Margery
to deal with her new computer,
Taught me LaTeX:
so my typing is beauter.
Tinny of Nihonshu, the rice beer,
Kan o' saki, don't want to hear!
Flocks and
herds, a better bet.
Duoids, Fibonacci,
still meant sweat.
Dr Tom, a favourite son,
Poised now away
to run.
A new game will
you have to play
In Australia, or
far away.
Bula: Let's Hula
Ross
and Margery Street
13
August 2012
Magnetic force drawing
young and bold
Extends beyond the
two involved
All friends and families,
out of the cold.
Worlds in new
contact, stories told.
Unfolding butterfly
from garden deep,
Bestowing affection
by the heap.
Mysterious woman to
us appears.
Part of our life for ensuing
years.
Fairy Queen, known as
Lockey,
Planner Suprema,
nothing low key.
Her parties are the
place to be,
Birthdays and
Christmas done to a Tea.
Attuned to the nature
and needs of all other,
Sue is People Person,
generic Mother,
Finding that gift so
perfectly right,
To hit on the head,
receiver's delight.
Creating sound base
with partner CG,
Decked with fine
photos of art and fam-lee.
Furnished for
comfort, one lovely home.
Why should the
children then want to roam?
Incredible Chef,
variety awesome!
Preparing all dishes,
on time to come.
Both quality,
quantity, second to none.
Guests' satisfaction
when meal is done.
Sue loves to travel,
inter and intra,
Islands of Greece,
albeit Sri-Lanka.
Or maybe just Bundi, reason familiar,
Comes back with tales
to really enthrall ya.
All these fine traits
that caused Chas to court her,
Sue has superbly
infused in her daughter.
Let me now finish and
loudly declare:
What fine
grandchildren now we do share.
Cr\'eme Cara-Camell!
Ross Street
14 November 2012
June two thousand
eight, while at CT away
In that famous port
known as Calais,
A student of Penon captured my ear,
Higher notion of cats
began I to hear.
Yes, that's Kachour!
October same year an
email appeared,
Stating clearly that
he would be cheered
To come to Macquarie
to do PhD,
To work with Batanin, also with me.
Indeed, that's Kachour.
A struggle began, so
much bureaucratic,
The language
requirement: do acrobatic!
Files gone missing,
mysterious thing,
But November 08,
application was in.
But,
that's Kachour.
The Empire of TOEFL, raining supreme,
Money to make from antipodal dream.
In April 2010, Camell finally arrived,
Ready for fun with categories derived.
That is For Sure.
Three lovely children still in Paris to see,
Joyal in Qu\'ebec to consult hastily.
No humor is found in US Immigration,
"Not Bad Person" to them means the negation.
That's pure Kachour!
Knows very well how to build, of multiple hue,
Mighty high operads – more than a few,
Whose algebras are cells, of sizes all,
With fractal property, the big is the small.
That's really Kachour!
There's violet case, where strict governs weak,
Infinity-enn to climb highest peak.
All comes together to form the whole thesis,
With much more to do with left golden pieces.
That's more Kachour.
Back now to France on
Saturn's next wing,
But this farewell
poem don't ask me to sing.
The search may be on
for one brand new wife,
We wish you the best
for next phase of life.
Adieu, Monsieur Kachour.
Ignacio To Go!
Ross Street
27 Jan 2014
Second smallest in South Americai
Is the amazing country of Uruguay.
Snuggled twixt Brazil and Argentinnia,
Ignacio, our man, had his beginnia.
Free of birds that grab your lunch,
I did not believe or have a hunch,
The climate right for abstract thought,
Yet Ignacio et al to maths were brought.
Ignacio taught me this last Friday,
How to send those birds to hide'way,
Cut the talk and all the yearning,
Hit 'em hard! They're not returning.
Licenciado y Magister en Matem\'atica
From Universidad de la Republica,
Moved to Cambridge Part III Tripos.
Distinction gained while contacting this Ross.
He'd studied the theory of monoidal bicats,
And admit now: how common do you hear that!--S-
-Said higher categories were on his agenda,
Such statements for me were a befriender.
Segue to enjoyable email exchange,
Dualizations, antipodes, full in range.
Lax centres in this general context,
Outstanding work earned my respect.
At that time to Macquarie was not to be,
He chose old Cambridge for PhD.
Home became Gonville and Caius
He thought it just the bees knees.
Clearly that College loves him too,
'Cause after the doctorate, as you do,
[Insert: a stint in Portugal's Coimbra]
Became Research Fellow persona grata.
A mighty slogan Nacho shouted:
"Antipodes have been re-routed."
Dualizations reign supreme,
Behave the way our Steve would Dream.
Stage right: now enter Richard Wood,
With me, had done what we could,
With Frobenius, our duals to invert,
New results Ignacio us did alert.
Finally to Macquarie in August 2012,
With face-to-face deeper much could delve,
But arrows and time, we know how it flees,
Now back he goes to College Caius.
Best wishes and farewell, Ignacio.
The
Maths Go On
Ross Street
(with
apologies to Prini-Sandrini-Naraine-Ulivi-Baratta-Sudano)
26 Nov 2014
The maths go on, the maths go on
Symbols pounding theorems to the brain
De eff of exx de tee, in-tegral
gee de why
Gladly teche was once the rage, uh huh
Government forced a turn of page, uh huh
Vocational training became the thing, uh huh
The Mighty Buck our newborn king, uh huh
The maths go on, the maths go on
Symbols pounding theorems to the brain
De eff of exx de tee, in-tegral
gee de why
Our Math Department
is small but very strong, uh huh
Not in just for the short, but the lo-ong, uh huh
Both research and teaching from early day
Far beyond our weight we punch our wa-ay.
The maths go on, the maths go on
Symbols pounding theorems to the brain
De eff of exx de tee, in-tegral
gee de why
Honoraries
sit in chairs and reminisce
The young keep chasing lemmas not to miss
ArXives appearing faster all the time
So much enjoyment has to be a crime.
The maths go on, the maths go on
Symbols pounding theorems to the brain
De eff of exx de tee, in-tegral
gee de why
Each year, a profit
we must make, uh huh
That works: from our stu-dent
in-take, uh huh
Executive ideas they fall like lead, uh huh
"Merge with Stats - and ex-tern your Head", uh huh
The maths go on, the maths go on
Symbols pounding theorems to the brain
De eff of exx de tee, in-tegral
gee de why
But we love our Head
- and what he has done
Meetings and pressures cannot all be fun
Thank you so much Paul - but we all now pray
You will steer the ship still for many a day
And: the maths go on, the maths go on,
the maths go on, backslash dots.
A Syn-Thesis Existeth
20 May 2015
His interest whet by
Peter J,
In little things like
D sub k,
Decision made to head
our way.
Ex-Cambridge crew
awaited here,
Richard and Dom so
full of cheer,
Theory Lie to make more clear.
Gospel One for this
Burke, non-O,
For chess, would
travel to-and-fro,
Melbourne, Auckland,
a mate or so.
At Staff Caf\'e, always polite,
Till all have food,
he'll take no bite.
Converse with those
on left and right.
To study deep Lie's
Theorem Two,
An adjunction looking
very new,
With local and global
category view.
From D infinity he
soon will jet,
To a manifold smooth,
he is set.
Please Matt CoACT, don't forget.
The Mitchell Higher
Way
Ross Street
3 September 2015
This road north is
high and free,
From Dubbo of our VC
Through Nevertire, a
place to see,
Cunnamulla Fella of
Slim Dusty.
Metaphorical
, I must admit,
For Mitch I think the
ideas fit,
Higher constructions
freely sit,
Larrikin grin in his
toolkit.
As Macquarie student,
he early shone,
Vacation Scholar,
moving on,
Handled algebra using
strings,
Done quite well, as
other things.
Theories of our
friend Lawvere,
A thesis for his
Honours Year,
First Class work from
Mitch Buckley,
Impressed our Dom, as
we will see.
Away from schooling
then to go,
A stint at the C S I
R O.
Until an M-RES we attrack,
Coffee with Dom and
Mitch is back!
PhD begun in this gyration
With raising level of
fibration.
Forty
one pages in JPAA
A research man was on
his way.
At thirteen CT
Provided IT
Helped me as MC
Fanfaring
VC.
Morgan-Phoa Workshop at ANU
Turned Mitch's mind
to matters skew.
Asked me if I had a
clue,
When all the axioms you accrue.
It turned out for
this case of skew,
A lot was held by
Number Two.
A goodly nerve part
of the story,
Two more papers to
Mitch's glory.
My orientals to stand or rock,
By testing with a
program Coq,
Amazing work of
computing genius
Lies there now to be
seen by all of us.
As if a doctorate not
enough,
With Richard, worked
cylinder, cone,
Orientals, cubes, not
so tough,
Good at joint work,
or alone.
Now off to Belgium
for year or two,
To work on Hopf is what he'll do,
It may happen, I hope
true,
He'll think some more
about F_q.
A Special Day
for our Kay
Ross Street
16 November 2016
Now I had a lawful sister
Through a marriage of my own,
But I thought I'd like another
Through a marriage of my Brother.
Me thinks it was in Wagga
From whence we heard a rumour,
There was a special person
We might expect of moresome.
Then came the finest day
When we met the lovely Kay.
Top Lady of Westpac
Had one great impact!
A church to walk the aisle
Was not to be their style,
We drove the country miles
To the Orange home of Eyles.
Eventually to settle down
Near that other city, Melbourne.
In Mt Aitkin's shadow
Ten acres in county Gisborne.
The rest is now all history,
George, Henry, and our Angy.
Schooled in lofty Braemar
Where the rocks all hang ajar.
Move now to the present
Kay sought a venue pleasant
In lovely Vanuatu
Where we did happ'ly come to.
So Happy Birthday Kay
On this island dream away.
Le Cognac de
Math
Ross Street
December 2016
With thoughts cryptographic,
This hearty French mav'rick
Came to Macquarie,
Saw rainbow keets-lori.
Once here did our Remy
Come some to our Semmy.
Seed sewn
categorical,
Modified the historical.
Back to Paris' Paul-Andr\'e
For higher cats,
logic's way.
Then homotopy with Benoit Fresse,
Gave a whet, we must confess.
Remy returned to
Macquarie U,
A PhD for to do.
Supervision by
Michael B
Enough to make one
cross the sea.
Quillen models have
their place,
Deri-vators rampage at a pace.
But Remy decided on
his own,
Homotopy
theory needs backbone!
His artistic skills
are also seen
On Department boards,
not black nor green:
A red-browed finch is
just the start,
Or "Remy loves
Anne" inside a heart.
CoACT's
logo he took in hand,
Slicking up for
modern times.
The result is really pretty grand.
I add this line
because it rhymes.
Off to Boston RT will
track,
To work with Prof. David
Spivak.
While cloistered in
old MIT,
He can be sure in our
thoughts he'll be.
$\Phi$arewell $\Phi$ilip
Ross Street
July 2018
To Phil a poem with much used phrases
Might appeal to some, even flow like blazes.
But I keep it short!
Stick to what ought!
"Geometry and properads" announced by Marcy,
In 2015, one co-organizer most classy:
None other than Phil,
Showing much skill.
This Melbourne connexion and interest in Co-AC
Raised postdoc application up high in the pack.
An offer was made.
Two years Phil has stayed.
Nine Seminar talks to us he has treated,
On operad notions with graphs undefeated.
Web expert proved top.
Organizer he'd cop.
Now he and Anna for Lucy Anna
In Lafayette to find their Havannah.
We wish you the best
With cat and the rest.
This Lana(r)i is up to homotopy
Ross Street
21 Nov 2018
In danger of paradox Russellion,
I hesitantly refer to
the Title,
With its namesake
coined notation,
For a construction to
us so vital.
Fresh from Masters in
Padua
And Ieke's training in Leiden,
Edoardo
took Garner's lure
To write PhD, we
could rely on.
On 16 March, year of
16,
Edoardo's
inaugural Sem-talk
Was billed together
with Alex,
The germ of a
coupling stalk.
There were times you
would be forgiven
For thinking him
enduring abuse.
But the bruises and
cuts he was sporting
Were kick-boxing
kicks coome too cloose.
A fine thesis now is
completed,
Sporting path objects
on Grothendieck-style
Weak infinity
groupoids. Now metered
Homotopy
hypothesis' extra mile.
Factoring first back
home through Italia,
Eduardo is soon
underway.
Leaving us here in
Australia,
He to Prague to spend
many day.
House for Raising Sons
Ross Street
30 Mar 2019
There was a girl in New Orleans
Now known as Farmor and Mum,
Became the love of one young boy,
The Gods, They planned that one.
Her car it was an Alpha,
His an Oldsmobile.
They drove across the Mississip
The Alpha for to heal.
With one foot in the airport
The other on the plane,
They headed out of New Orleans,
To not live there again.
So mothers of their grandkids,
Each married to a son,
Stay as happy as they have been,
In love, to live as one.
Three quarters of a hundred,
And looking very grand,
Mention now of New Orleans,
Left to the Family Band.
A Campbell is Going
Ross Street
5 Jun 2019
Alexander is going,
boo hoo, boo hoo.
The time it is coming
to say toodle do.
He has been a good
soldier the whole way through,
Contributing most grandly
to CoACT too.
Family hailed from
Isle Lewis,
Playing chess with
berserks,
Forty North for high
dining,
And other such
quirks!
After earning the
Medal at old U of Syd,
One needs to think
deeply where options are hid.
The direction to go,
one really should love.
Seemed categories fit
like proverbial glove.
To parity complexes
he first set his mind,
Redoing the structure,
he was able to find,
Parity comp-Alex's of
a much better kind,
Others
developments, these now lie behind.
Thirty
three ACS talks in five quick years,
Organizing these
arvoes for the last twos,
Important ideas
exposed to his peers.
I believe that Sophie
will fill these big shoes.
For topos and 2-cats, Giraud's book is good,
But for explaining H^2
and why his should
Solve all our needs,
is lost in the wood.
To fix it I wondered, if our Alex could.
A higher categorical
approach
To Giraud's non-Abel cohomology,
Confronting head-on
the tricategories,
Alexander's thesis
needs no apology.
Infinity this and
infinity that,
Homotopy
stuff, cause that's where it's at!
Unexpected strictness
exists for high cat.
Nice work on skew
from this aristocrat.
And on the Piano,
A lifelong commitment
Part of his ammo,
A lasting equipment.
The Seminar Kan put
all to the test.
Started by Emily,
Alex of the best.
Then to the
management for the year next,
Very successful, to
history the rest!
As you solve more
problems,
Traversing this
earth's surface,
Of your time at
Macquarie,
We ask: Ne obliviscaris!
Energetic Son
Ross Street
28 Nov 2019
Thanksgiving Seven Four
When one, Gavin More,
Sent us to Crown Street
To ex-pand Clan Street.
Through snow in US,
On small BMX,
To miss his school never
That's why he's so clever!
Engineering electric,
By a means bit eccentric.
Seizing the hour
To plug solar power.
Wild places to roam,
So glad he came home,
With Penny to wed.
Full life since have led.
May the next forty five,
Be just as alive,
As onward you strive
Play bass to revive.
Macquarie Losing Misha
Ross Street
11 Dec 2019
Sheremetyevo to
Sydney
Flight Number Five
Hundred and Fifty Five
On Aeroflot Soviet
Airlines
Sixteen Feb, Ninety Six, to arrive!
Third year of MU Research
Fellowship
Coherence
in category theory
Michael Alexandrovich Batanin
Was here to focus
thoughts somewhat bleary.
Details on his work
pre-Macquarie,
Are in Math Reviews
by Tim Porter.
Those papers are
published in Cahiers,
And in detail, read
them, you ought-ta.
Still in the first
half of Ninety Six
Back from The Seminar,
turn Sydney's.
"Oh Ross, I have
a question for you,
"On terminal
graphs, free categories?"
By July that year
Michael had,
His tree-based theory
of operad.
A contractible example
producing
Weak higher cats,
very seducing.
Well before the end
of that year,
"Natural
environ" did appear.
Monoidal globular cat'-g'ries,
Where operads hang on trees.
His brilliant ideas
bubbled on.
In a few more months
he revealed
A revolutionary setting
For computads. Wrapped, stamped, and sealed!
While there was very
strong competition,
For the Memorial
Scott Russell Johnson
Fellowship,
advertised by CoACT,
Offer accepted by Batanin.
While red tape we
hate with a vengence,
Batanin,
I'm here to atest,
Gets results when
they are needed,
A power creating StreetFest.
Of this is another
example,
Early two thousand sixtane:
Max Planck
"Higher Structures".
And now a journal,
same name.
After twenty four years as academic,
Macquarie you are now
set to leave,
CoACT you made so much
stronger
Through all the great things you achieved.
In Front of the Field
Ross Street
5 Feb 2020
When one tops the
course,
It never is fluky.
But seventeen times?
He did it, did Yuki!
A fine honours
project,
Neither's that fluky.
But publish the work?
He did it, did Yuki!
For old Auckland Uni,
Clearly a painer
Losing a scholar.
Cambridge the gainer.
At summer in
Canberra,
Learnt of Garner
paper.
So
for essay Part Three
He made that his
caper.
The next obvious step,
In March twenty
sixteen,
To contact this
Garner,
A doctorate foreseen.
Cleared for the next
year.
Were we really lu'ky,
CoACT
was chosen?
He did it, did Yuki!
In so many ways,
Main research aside,
Yuki enriched us,
Through his three year ride.
When both on campus,
Scheduled weekly
chat,
With Dom The Advisor.
E-mail if not
that.
What a great project:
Update [3] FTM
To quasi-2-cat
setting.
Surely the future, it
am.
Next off to old
Berkeley,
The M - S - R - I.
New things to
develop,
Await to hear, will
I.
Then back to
Hiroshima
Family, friends,
oysters too.
With nearby Miyajima,
Tako
and momiji manju.
Farewell to Giacomo
Ross Street
8 Aug 2022
CoACT now's a finer place
As Giacomo's presence came to grace
The time seems short, at least to me,
But rules are rules for PhD.
With the guided care of Dr Lack,
Presented problems met Giac attack.
Enriched results of Makkai and Barr,
Exact embeddings taken far.
Accessible V-cats
Truly are alive-oh
From this brill-i-ant work,
By our man Giacomo.
Meanwhile a paper
With Branko and me
Completing a puzzle
Absolutely DG!
Request to talk from Prof Pino,
In Bob Walters' memory CT at Como.
To rescue then did come Giacomo,
Recorded me on a zoom video.
Good students come and then must go,
The latter now for Giacomo.
As he heads off soon to old Brno.
Parting now is not a sweet sorrow,
Next meeting our thought for the morrow.
A Miranda goes to Britain
Ross Street
11 Apr 2023
In verses unfolding herein
We do not remember an Inn
No wolf spiders here to mention
Just the scary fourth dimension!
Rather few emails over five years
Has Adrian sent me with questions.
Always well thought out and posed,
He politely indulged my suggestions.
The first message that I recall,
Was not that of a subject's beginner,
Who would struggle with standard Yoneda.
No, he wanted it for categories inner!
From algebras for the monads of monads,
To a CCC of 1-on-obj functors,
The research steadily progressed,
Steve principal of his conductors.
Adrian's grad time at Macquarie,
Included a major life moment,
Marriage spread both here and New Delhi
Could only make it twice as potent.
Now back to that 4D dragon,
Ambushed along higher paths Moore,
Then slain by strictification.
Thanks to Weak Interchange Law!
We will miss Adrian's contribution
To lively conversations at lunch
And questions to our ACS speakers
Which really hit right to the crunch.
Let x be . . . : A Hymn to Algebra
Ross Street
16 Jun 2023
When I find myself in
states of muddle,
What to vary comes to
me,
Making words of
symbols,
Let x be . . .
.
And in the hours of
darkness,
The answer stands in
front of me,
Solved by words of
symbols,
Let x be . . . .
And when the
refereeing people,
Living in our world
agree,
There will be a
paper,
Let it be.
Let it be, let it be,
let it be, let it be,
Another published
paper, let it be.
And when the proof is
cloudy,
A dawning light will
shine on me,
Shine right through
tomorrow,
Let it be.
I conc-lude with the
tombstone symbol,
What to vary came to
me,
Making words of
symbols,
Let x be . . .
.
Let x be . . . , let x be . . . , let x be . . .
, let x be . . . ,
There will be a
paper, let it be.
Let it be, let it be,
let it be, let it be,
TeX
-ing words of symbols, let x be . . . .