“To find a connectome, or the mental makeup of a person,”
researchers experimented with the neurons of a worm
then upgraded to mouse hoping
“to unravel the millions of miles of wire in the [human] brain”
that they liken to “untangling a bowl of spaghetti”
of which I have an old photo: Rei in her high chair delicately
picking out each strand to mash in her mouth.
Was she two? Was that sailor dress from Mother?
Did I cook from scratch? If so, there was a carrot in the sauce
as Mother instructed and I’ll never forget
since some strand determines infatuation as a daughter’s fate.
Source: Poetry (May 2012).
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This poem originally appeared in the May 2012 issue of Poetry magazine
Kimiko Hahn is the author of Toxic Flora (2010) and The Narrow Road to the Interior (2006), both published by W.W. Norton. She teaches at Queens College, CUNY.
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