Smart Is Not All Science 

Care you about the source of it?

You who know what you know?

Mathematicians, functionaries,

And physicists brainy born.

Smart as some of you may be

You still cannot begin to see

The exquisitely painful lone

Profession that is torn

From the woman or man

Who by compunction

Or design, must create

What is in them to show or

Languish in a half-life

Of depression and guilt

Where many of them think

They’re not in good enough form

To qualify to give, just give

That which is so coveted

It is so hard to believe

We are as good as those before

So we struggle in that place

Between giving birth to all we are

With all we have to share and

Spending our time braining the norm.

You learn and study and read

And hold your dry books dear

Because they have the answers

From the Big Bang to flesh torn.

And I’m glad that it excites you

And we need someone to know,

But please don’t think less of me

Because to romance you I was born.

Kathy Adams