A poem by Michael Stewart

- T -

I for one do not appreciate the joke
Of those who say that Tau is just a bull.
Note how the horizontal stroke
Runs parallel to earth, arrests the upward pull.

Of aspiration, drags us down. What son of man
Among us dares to cast this frightful yoke?
I think the letter T
Leaves little room for flippancy.

Editor’s plea: We’re running close to the end of Michael Stewart’s Alphabet book and still no word. If you have seen Michael Stewart at some point in, say, the last twenty years, do drop us a note.

-stan