Saturday, 15 June 2013

Stopping by the Lab - A Poem

Following on from my last post, I got a request to have a go at sciencifying Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost.

And so I give you Stopping by the Lab on a Summer Evening:

His lab it is, the boss I know.
He vacations in the summer though;
He will not see me stopping here
To finish papers before deadlines go.

My other friends must think it queer
To work without a supervisor near
Between the benches and piles of plates
The hottest evening of the year.

I give my newest samples a shake
Thinking there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the hum
Of incubators and plates that shake.

I dream of rest that’s long and deep
But I have promises to keep,
And hours to work before I sleep,
And words to write before I sleep.

I'm actually quite enjoying this new game, so I'd be open to other requests for songs or poems, preferably with direction on areas of science you'd like to include. I'm tempted to start trying some current events ones. The general ones might get a bit repetitive after a while. :S


Sagar said...

Wow.. I really liked the poem. I really love to listen poems like this abt lab and microbiology.

Anonymous said...

That's cute. But it missed my favorite part about that original poem, where the "odd" 3rd line sound in each stanza became the end sound of the 1st, 2nd, 4th in the next verse, thus allowing one to memorize it easier!