[Skip to Content]
Access to paid content on this site is currently suspended due to excessive activity being detected from your IP address 54.147.238.168. Please contact the publisher to request reinstatement.
[Skip to Content Landing]
Citations 0
Poetry and Medicine
November 26, 2003

When the Days Dwindle Down

Author Affiliations
 

Poetry and Medicine Section Editor: Charlene Breedlove, Associate Editor.

JAMA. 2003;290(20):2640. doi:10.1001/jama.290.20.2640

Thump of a muscle that wants to be coaxed.
They say to spoil it, jog, start doing sit-ups,
be faithful to diet and calm. Bend down
and touch the toes to keep the old blood pumping.
Cut down on coffee, get lots of sleep.
Before tugging on jogging togs,
my wife and I hold hands on the swing.
An extra hour in the dark
is worth the cold; no smoke in the forest,
a fat crow cawing at dawn, a thousand miles of sky.
We rock and count the last stars backward,
blinking out as we stare, and gone.

First Page Preview View Large
First page PDF preview
First page PDF preview
×