In Our Labs Editorial: Poem

The Garden’s Forking Paths

TWO paths diverged on a garden lane, 
And knowing I could pick either one 
And still seem science-y, saw my gain 
And looked down one magnificent vein 
To where it twisted toward psych stardom 
Then saw the other, not quite as fair, 
Though having perhaps a higher claim, 
Because it was straighter and lacked in flair; 
But then, thought I, who would ev’n care? 
I’m sure they’re really about the same…
And both — that morning — equally paid
But wait, it’s just what my grant lacked!
Oh, I’ll take the first for just today
Yet knowing how way leads on to way, 
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh 
In some great conference keynote hence:
Two path diverged in a garden, why — 
I took the one with flair beside, 
And that has made all the difference.

John Schmidt
with apologies to Robert Frost

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