A POEM BY IAIN MC GILCHRIST

A pome from the right brain.

I don’t know what I don’t know

Like an M.C. Escher handy work

I’m going in to come out.

I’m vigilant, making a connection

To the world, empathy, I’m

Grasping but I can’t cling on.

Alive but not a machine, a monkey-

Man but I don’t climb trees.

The right hemisphere, an unknown

Unknown. A friction flow pome.