Last year I started writing a little essay about what editors do in their spare time, which was, of
course, about what I do in my spare time, or to be more exact, that time around midnight when
I'm not ready for bed, dare not make a noise, and don't feel like reading. The truth of the matter
is
that I don't do much at all; sometimes I just sit and think, and sometimes (I feel that someone
has
said this before) I just sit. I wasn't going to pretend that at such times I invariably think about
prestressed concrete verse, although that is usually when I do think about it, but I was going to
proceed to a minor exercise in the craft that might have amused you. The drafting of this little
essay was interrupted, first by a bout of paying work, then by a prolonged period of personal
upheaval and compulsive alliteration, and the upshot of this is that I didn't get back to what I
had
in mind last year until last night. My notes are on the back of an envelope somewhere, but I
don't need them: the thesis is simple enough to reconstruct.
This is the thesis. It is possible to take the numbers 1 to 32 and arrange them in 20 lines of 8
numbers in such a way that every pair of numbers in 32 (496 in all, from 1 and 2 to 31 and 32)
occurs at least once, and -- this is the bit that really makes it fun -- that every line adds
up to 132.
I
hesitate to affront your intelligence by setting out the solution here, but will do so for the sake of
readers who had trouble with their 11-times table at school and are still unsure about Fibonacci
numbers, factorials and things like that.
01 14 07 12 32 19 26 21
15 04 09 06 18 29 24 27
10 05 16 03 23 28 17 30
08 11 02 13 25 22 31 20
01 15 10 08 32 18 23 25
14 04 05 11 19 29 28 22
07 09 16 02 26 24 17 31
12 06 03 13 21 27 30 20
01 04 16 13 32 29 17 20
14 15 03 02 19 18 30 31
07 06 10 11 26 27 23 22
12 09 05 08 21 24 28 25
01 09 03 11 32 24 30 22
14 06 16 08 19 27 17 25
07 15 05 13 26 18 28 20
12 04 10 02 21 29 23 31
01 06 05 02 32 27 28 31
14 09 10 13 19 24 23 20
07 04 03 08 26 29 30 25
12 15 16 11 21 18 17 22
That's the prestressed part of this PCV. Now I allocate a letter to each number, sometimes the
same letter to several numbers, and this is what happens.
Q B S M A K L I
E I R U A I N U
U I S B E L E U
E S N C S N T R
Q E U E A A E S
B I U S K I L N
S R S I L N E T
M N B C I U U R
Q I S C A I E R
B E B N K A U T
S U U S L U E N
M R I E I N L S
Q R B S A N U N
B U S E K U E S
S E I C L A L R
M I U N I I E T
Q U I N A U L T
B R U C K N E R
S I B E L I U S
M E S S I A E N
Pretty basic, isn't it? -- not much to show for the effort involved -- just a short list of composers
in
chronological order, no rhyme and little reason. But what fascinated me when I did this the first
time (on paper, last night) was the second last block of letters. This is what I saw first.
Q R B S A N U N
B U S E K U E S
S E I C L A L R
M I U N I I E T
I wasn't expecting that. I looked further in this block, and of course Quinault, Bruckner and
Sibelius are in there, too -- Quinault on the diagonal down from top left, Bruckner starting on
line
2 and -- yes, I'm sure you can see that. What makes this interesting is that the letters originally
had numerical values, and we know that each horizontal line adds up to 132, so here we have
diagonals that must add up to 132.
Now,
you may wonder why I started this whole sequence of numbers with 1 14 7 12 instead of 1 2 3
4. This will require a little digression.
A little digression
The first issue of Meanjin for 1991 explored something called "Language Poetry". A lot
of
it
looked like any other sort of modern verse, some of it was fascinating, and some of it, to be
charitable, was less interesting than a short list of composers in chronological order. One of
these
Language Poets seemed to be doing something similar to what I have called prestressed concrete
verse, so when he came into the office I got chatting to him in a tactful way about what I was
doing. (I was usually courteous to contributors, and this one was dead serious about something
that PCV was originally intended to poke fun at.) "Magic squares," he said, totally uninterested,
"yeah, it's all been done." Obnoxious man! I suddenly found something urgent to do in another
room. I had never heard of magic squares, and wondered what they were, but decided I would
much rather ask someone else. No-one I asked could tell me.
Early
this year, looking for something else in my 1965 Britannica, I stumbled over its long
article
on the subject. Magic squares have been puzzled over since antiquity and their unique
properties
applied to matters military and statistical, among others. (Utterly fascinating. You can learn a
lot
from old encyclopedias.) One of the basic magic squares is four lines of four numbers, 1 to 16. It
looks like this.
01 14 07 12
15 04 09 06
10 05 16 03
08 11 02 13
No matter how you add up the numbers, across, down, diagonally in any direction, you always
get
34. So I thought I would use that this time, instead of the rather prosaic sequential square I
started with last year.
This is how Messiaen looks when the original numbers are restored.
01 09 03 11 32 24 30 22
14 06 16 08 19 27 17 25
07 15 05 13 26 18 28 20
12 04 10 02 21 29 23 31
Note that, as I said above, the numbers add up to 132. Not only there: each set of eight
numbers,
across, down (two columns, separated by three others), and diagonally in any direction, adds up
to
132. So what we have here is a magic rectangle.
A
little frenzied calculation reveals that what we have here is in fact five magic rectangles.
A
little fitful contemplation explains why this is so -- and why I didn't need to start with a magic
square to create magic rectangles. I could have started with the numbers 1 to 16 in any of the
20,922,789,890,000 possible ways of arranging them and would have achieved the same result.
(If
you don't mind, I won't attempt to demonstrate this here.) The secret, such as it is, is in the way
I
manipulated the numbers.
Now
that I see what I have done, it is so obvious that I'm not sure why I bothered. Maybe this is what
the Language Poet meant. In a curious way the whole exercise puts me in mind of Oscar Wilde's
story "The Portrait of Mr. W.H." . . . You haven't read it? Oh, you must! Stop
counting those numbers
and do it now!
The Society of Editors Newsletter, 1996
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