Contents:
Ode to
Todd (Dec 1995)
Sonnet to
Margaret (Jan 1998)
Sjoerd per
Goliard (19 Aug 1998)
The Mild
B-Global Boy (20 January 2001)
Cream of
Weber (6 July 2002)
Farewell
Poem (by Isar Stubbe, 5 February 2003)
GRACE (by
Margery Street, 8 February 2003)
Gavin and
Penny, like whom are not any! (8 February 2003)
Carolyn
and Chris (11 October 2003)
GRACE (by
Margery Street, 1 November 2003)
Arthur and
Anna (1 November 2003)
For Ross
(by Carolyn Kennett, 14 July 2005)
Thank You
(14 January 2005)
Jack
Charles Street (Naming Ceremony 18 February 2006)
Our
October Bird (Aunty Monica's birthday 15 October 2006)
Chastely
Gregarious (Chas Gregory's 60th party 19 November 2006)
A Merry
Tussle: An auto-rhyme that ought to rhyme (Retirement Party,
15 July 2007)
Thunderous
Dendrotope: (Farewell to Thorsten Palm, 24 November 2007)
Arrows and
Apples: (Farewell to Daniel Steffen, 24 November 2007)
Pastro
Cheerio: (Farewell to Craig Pastro, 20 February 2008)
Arrivederci
Simona: (Farewell to Simona Paoli, 12 June 2008)
Monoidal
Moscow Man: (Farewell to Alexei Davydov, 13 June 2009)
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.
MontrŽal
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
Mšbius!
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 MontrŽal,
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
IŐm told IŐm RE-tired,
Though
itŐs 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 mathŐmatics,
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.
IŐve 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 alwayŐ,
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
weŐll 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 IŐd 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 fŐr 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 childrenŐs 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 facilitŽ supŽrieur.
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.