Denis Mair Poems
|81.||I Want To Be Your Personal Poetry Trainer||7/2/2015|
|82.||George And Me||6/27/2015|
|83.||A Witty Tee Shirt||12/14/2017|
|84.||Black And White Animals||1/26/2018|
|85.||Which Color? 2||5/5/2016|
|86.||Cows In Mysore||6/26/2015|
|87.||Bait Of Pity||6/27/2015|
|88.||The Mountain That Still Needs Climbing||7/2/2015|
|89.||Visiting Kalakshetra Foundation, Chennai||2/14/2016|
|90.||Original Soup Of Life||8/24/2016|
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Original Soup Of Life
Tell me, how can six feet of DNA get wound up inside a nucleus that is measured in microns?
How can so much thread get unspooled without tangling? And how does it get wound up again like a hawser?
How does DNA in a chromosome get so packed into coils and supercoils that it becomes a big biocrystal?
When the cell needs a certain segment of coding, how does the double helix unzip to the right place?
Before the cell divides, the DNA must be copied. How can the helix possibly unwind at 100 rpm during the duplication?
When the cell is ready to divide, what ...
Cows In Mysore
In that district of cow stalls, their haven is a palm-grown promenade.
They return at twilight from their routes, alone or in twos and
They thread their way past intersections, all motorists giving way
By day they comb the city, browsing on provender left in baskets