To the scientist who fears
the world of art so strange
I share with you the doubt
That e’re the two shall twain
Together? be these worlds
Together? where to start?
Together? doubt our minds
Can mix a science and art
You know not of the rhythm
The meter or the form
for words to blend to meaning
for poems to write and dawn
I know not of the science
The technics of the lab
Pharmaceutics or genetics
the latest Myco fad
Yet here we are together
In Scotlands castle zone
a city proud of literature
UNESCO’s writing home
So we call on Ye who visit
With science on the mind
Welcome to this city
We hope you find the time
to wander to the castle
botanics and the seat
Where Arthur’s names’ interred
where people walk and greet
We hope you meet your nemesis
in challenge ye shall grow
We hope you taste the Whisky
with dram in ye to flow
We hope you learn of fungus
more than you ever dreamed
We hope you write a poem
to tell us what you’ve seen
So Grow your art of science
And teach us through your words
of mycologic meaning
mixed with poetic prose
Originally sourced at the PoemCatcher
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