A word game coming from a mental exploration of the word “protein”. Advertisements
I eat you lovely protein, I cuddle you in my lab, I Freeze you for new adventures, And finally you warm me up. Curly and long, you keep me safe Through the winter like a jacket, My natural fur.
Some proteins survive boiling, Some enzymes live happily ever after The long drop freezing, Some peptides bind like a child to a mum, Tight. I will be a curly lysozyme today, Hard working and efficient, Yet sweet to taste.
To which protein I owe my day? To the social that makes me breath? To the tiny that shuttle energy? Or to the millions outside my body? Many and unique, Little soldiers with limited life and a focused target, Proteins give me everyday That molecular food I cannot find on my table.
My words flow enthusiastic Telling a topic few appreciate. The story had little players With specific superpowers That secretly touch or lives In the core moments.
I lye satisfied on the concrete Washed by the sea and the sweetness of reward After a year of thoughtful work. The heat unfolds my thoughts and my skin relaxed, finally breathing.
Dear Lord, Make me a protein today To express myself in all settings. I wish for time to make me more resistant. I demand the stability In a simple watery situation. I yearn to be hard-working And fast reaching While selecting my companions For a perfect fit.
Sitting in the train My body moves fast and crosses landscapes of unique beauty Yet my thoughts are childish. Proteins dance in my mind In choreographies resulting in creative applications. In a line they are a sensor, Holding hands they foam in a cappuccino in a circle they are in a brilliant paint But always … Continue reading Protein dance
A mute film goes on in my mind Where the next experiment is enacted And proteins jump and roll Under the perfect light On the thinnest of the cellulose fibres. The behaviour is unpredictable, A moody twist of the binding Produces a loss and a dramatic inactivity. The tiny acrobat has fallen But not without … Continue reading Protein cartoons
I hear you whispering from the empty lab, Lazy protein of mine. Your deep sleep has stopped Once the students are back And your demand for attention woke up. The other requests me And writing is consuming Of time and energy. Go back to sleep, Unique protein of mine And your time to play will … Continue reading Sleepy protein
What looks abundant Is sometimes useless In a way you cannot perceive. Proteins are there But they do not behave According to your plans Like stubborn donkeys. You make them, you treat them, You feed them Yet they rebel. Small molecules can tame them But the discovery is not immediate.
The time spent planning and polishing details is nothing against the odds of scientific research. The controllable is mysterious and your plan is just a forecast of your protein’s behavior. Predicted and overanalysed still surprises you in the lab when the unexpected happens and adrenalin is needed to find the solution to a confusing situation.
The illusion of organization Is fooling us On our benches, in our offices, In our freezer. The uncontrollable magic happens When the light is switched off and the drawer closed. Our proteins in their tubes Initiate the revolution Out of our sight, behind our back And subvert the order we imposed To samples supposed to … Continue reading Night protein party