We met at the crossroads of improbability.
We sought to trade
After we bartered and bargained
All the usual goods-
Gold and shells and glass devices
And when there was nothing more to trade
She said- How about ideas?
Do you want to barter ideas?
If I offer you the concept of zero,
how will you respond?
Zero, I said, what is the zero?
She explained how the zero
I was incredulous…
you want to trade nothing?
and we stopped our trade.
She laughed and departed, saying
Only when there is nothing
can it be filled.