Two roads diverged in a yellow wood.
And, feeling loath to flip a coin,
I tore myself from heel to hood
And hopped away as best I could
In hope my halves would soon rejoin.
As way led on to way again
I sighed, and split from thighs to calves;
An arm crawled down a different lane,
But lost its way, because my brain
Was in the hands of other halves.
Its fate has never reached my ears;
I may not tell— I doubt I could.
How may I sigh in coming years?
Only a cloud of dust and tears
Billowing round a yellow wood.
Comments
Oh no no, it just hadn't reached either of them. 😃
Very good. You had both your ears in the final stanza then?
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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh
Mon 16th Jun 2025 11:45
I’m no expert, but I’d put your experience down to the lateralisation of brain function, otherwise known as hemispheric dominance, in which cognitive processes are specialized to one side of the brain or other, the two cerebral hemispheres of the human brain being separated by the median longitudinal fissure - or something! Left, right, left, right....😕