Sometimes, in order to ask a question
one needs vocabulary–amygdala, neurobiology,
the biochemistry of trauma–phrases that position
tongue in mouth.
Sometimes, exposure to an idea must be repeated
before one can edge to the lip of the platform
and sail off into the water below.
Again and again, we step to the ledge, pause,
wait, ponder, turn away. One day, we stay.
One day, what we want to know has arrived within us,
but the question that retrieves it is not yet formed.
Soon though, words rush into your heart–you know
you have arrived somewhere a question
is a place of certainty. You spring off the platform:
What is the neuro-biochemistry of early trauma?
Beautiful poem. I love poetry about science.
Thanks so much! Science is so awesome. It helps explain us to ourselves.
Beautiful poem. I love poetry about science.
Thanks so much! Science is so awesome. It helps explain us to ourselves.
This is fantastic. Wonderful imagery to support the poem’s lines of inquiry and observation.
Thanks so much. I was hoping it worked!
This is fantastic. Wonderful imagery to support the poem’s lines of inquiry and observation.
Thanks so much. I was hoping it worked!
For some reason, this poem speaks to me.. I am trying to figure out why.
Write back when you figure it out!
For some reason, this poem speaks to me.. I am trying to figure out why.
Write back when you figure it out!