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I opened today the door To trust and uncertainty To give a chance to a future I cannot imagine. In every lab, Peers and rivals Put their word in the closing sentence And hold shaky hands in times of indetermination.
Hard life in they lab Where hard materials and soft dreams are tested I don’t feel I deserve Your pastel smiles and encouragement When my data are a Pollock And my protocol a rollercoaster. Be there and keep quiet To watch the show.
Another day has passed Through my clicks and my printings In the busy lab Who looks forward. Lab animals feed on planning the future And snack on tiny bites of promising mistakes While the mission proceeds.
The same movements performed In the same order worth the same timing To ensure reproducibility. Freeze your critical thinking, Put yours brain on pause And accept the procedure You wrote yourself. Like a robot perform To be able to trust later.
In the dark of the lab My results come to life, Fluorescent lines under the lamp. Loneliness and suspense Are my companions Until the story can be told.
The echo of clashing experiments Fills the lab on this windy day. The dream result has left everybody standing speechless And everybody with a broken heart after days of efforts. Impulses take over and the youngs predict a ruin While the seniors know Another hunt had just started.
Having the answer Makes your shoulders rest And your breathing come back Like a goldfish back to water After an acrobatic jump. The apnea of the search While diving through false illusions and deceiving results Is poisonous Yet addictive to the heart.
You see it blinking on the screen Yet you cannot believe. Your plan is public, your idea not yours anymore. It has been put in the words of a stranger Written on a paper that never entered your lab. They ran faster than you Using instruments of higher power While you played with dusty lenses […]
In the woods the silence is a guest Of squirrels and blackbirds. Silence announces danger And my hair stand up Like marmots Ready to react. Tiny noises from near and far are safety Reminding you life in all its scales And an environment you can trust. This natural noise oscillation Is vital also in the […]
Sunny yet cold outside The lab is a warm hug Where all tools rest in place ready to jump up And follow my idea.
Proteins come in families And ask you to choose your favorite, As families do. You value efficiency, you appreciate stability, But colour and shape can dictate their popularity Like little heroes in a fantasy novel That becomes reality.
What you wish if what drags you Out of bed, out of the office chair As a distant mirage Glowing in the lab. The pale hypothesis Rings no bell to anybody else But speaks to you. In your head it lits up And puts fire in your belly. Will it work? Is it true? Is […]
Professional happiness Does not reflect in your life outside the lab. Topics of research are specific peculiar issues Of almost no importance to those who cross your way Or share your restaurant. Telling life a tale your work to a fresh new ear Brightens up your spirit of young scholar And reactivates your brain from […]
Jingle jingle tho the lab In these last days of the year Full of activities chasing old questions. Decisive experiments take place But answers are still doubted And only the next year will uncover the truth.
I see your young eyes investigate the lab Still blind to the unsolved forms In each corner. The will to learn comes with a fear and a personal journey That is never considered and hard to predict In intensity. Your basis is solid yet green Holding promise for us all Too old but not too […]
Far from my lab, Into another protein world, The wife man builds a theory. Elegantly portrayed It suits now on my desk, In a childish naïve email Pointing a finger at me.
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Between uncertainties and errors I draw my line and lay my questions While I wait for the eureka And sigh at the bench.
Stars outside sneak through the blinds Curious of my flame. Frenetic and yawning I focus On the fire and on my hands. Tiptoeing among the tubes Double thinking all my movements Rejecting sleep and doubts I slowly proceed.
The sun is shy today And clouds seem to buffer The full potential of a day in the lab. Trepidation takes me there, Expectations drive my walk to the bench, Reasoning on unheard hypotheses Excites my ego and hurries my hands.
It suits in my bench And makes me shiver by staring at me In its transparent glass bottle. For days, for months, for year I feared the day of its disposal. It was bottled in a regular November day That had left no memory and added no value in my research, Yet held on to […]
On a foot I cruise the lab, Walking sideways in a diagonal, I reach my high desk. I stretch my neck to discover the documents, Hiding silent in the back, While the others follow me with their eyes filled of water.
Few questions and the stomach in the rollercoaster Will summarise years in the lab And ideas coming unattended In the night, on a hike, talking. A chapter closes and Yet many answers are just blank spaces. The value for a society Are condensed in words For an elite.
In this day of treasure hunts and inquisitive looks, I move slowly asking the people of the lab. Envy and demands appeared together But my persona is well defined And the borders guarded. Short but sneaky, the human fence Cannot be fooled.
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The candid dove of experimental design flies in And shows to all the way To elegance and beauty Of working in the lab everyday.
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Caught up by the lab turmoil I end up in situations I can’t control And do not realize. Taken by surprise Rapidly search for my thin shield When a sword would be my choice.
Tip tip tip Eppy Eppy Eppy The sounds of a good day in the lab.
The night comes and the carousel Of ideas and conjectures Starts spinning. What impossible in the lab during the day Becomes glamorous and knitted with discovery and potential for the future. Written down, it will be judged tomorrow In the sunlight.
A Low Energy transfer Of projects and results Streams through the lab Engulfing the ideas at the benches. It has reached now its maximum And bloomed in a rich And vibrant plan For the most elegant experiment.
Happiness it’s you the light I see behind the glass Staring and waiting for my smile to rise And conquer my fearful core in the lab. Happiness it’s you The pink halo of my sky today Pushing slowly the important news I long for, alone in the lab. Happiness it’s you The number that matches […]
Letter by letter I label the tubes with my precious DNA And stare and my young fingers That jump and dance With click click and uh uh. Popping eppies brings a laugh to the girls in the lab tip tapping by the centrifuge.
Planning of mutations Brings me back to childhood and playing with Lego. Will this small brick be able to support the castle? Will this extra arginine pimp this enzyme? Mutagenesis plays by the rules of nature And smiles at evolution, Embarrassed by its small efforts Towards lab-scale successes.
Kinetics and calculations make me tired PCR and agarose gels make me appreciate life Buffer and substrate dissolution remind me of holidays. Every day in the lab head potential of taking you away.
Searching for peace away from the lab I scan through beaches and lakes Enjoying a chilly beer and a warm cake. Will I bring this calmness to my bench on Monday?
Cracking numbers You start to see patterns In front of your eyes and in your life. What in the lab perfectly fits Is chaos and uncertainty for the heart. Those words that hurt Can only be approximated To a less painful sentence.
Your body whispers A break is needed. Reluctant and fearful You move your body while your mind conputes and forecasts experimental results. The coffee is warm Yet fades quickly In the run to a career.
Fast On the train I escape the lab and find nature. Sunlight, breeze and spark colours Tickle my imagination and my dormant rationality.
Scent of mandarins fills the office While my hands quickly expose their flesh And my imagination takes me back to Christmas. Welcoming office of familiar smells You cuddle the outcome of intensive work In the less pleasant lab.
The waiting enters my mood and takes my patience down the road, Still and covered of leaves they will find me waiting, Surrounded by the colours of the fall they will hardly see me And everybody will have forgotten my purpose in the lab.
I paint my nails Worth the desire to add vivacity To the routine of the office. The improvisation and serendipity Of the lab Does not reach my table That stands grey and crowded On the corner of this concrete monster.
I sit in the bus Twenty minutes Everyday dreaming of arriving to the lab At the light’s speed. Butterflies in my stomach Reminds me of the experiment that went on over night And is waiting for me Bubbling Stirred Blushing Hot. These are the Signs of a happy enzyme in an active mood I can’t […]
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A common species is the woman In the lab Yet it is endangered in its migration to The office and to the empowerment. Migration routes are undetectable And few footprints are left on the plastic floor For the young ones to follow. Breadcrumbs and seeds In a line on the floor Are not enough.
A life of rationality is laid by straight questions and sharp answers. All is planned and the future holds no secret, For those who live in the lab. Poked by freedom and creativity, We follow our instinct and vague experience, To lift the carpet of discoveries.
Fascinated by the sharp seasons Alternating outside the lab window I wonder how many seasons are needed To ripen a scientific mind. When questions turn into action And words follow the ideas It is ready.
Allow your inner quiet to reach the surface. Incredible discoveries are born in silence, Are adopted by the enjoyment for life, And take life in your gloved hands in the lab.
The rules of the lab Don’t apply to life. I wish there would be safety rules to be enforced And safety goggles not to see sadness. I would wear my white coat And have no fear. Unluckily not, You have to figure out the rules And play your unique game.