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Poetry and Medicine
September 13, 2006

From the Depths

Author Affiliations
 

Poetry and Medicine Section Editor: Charlene Breedlove, Associate Editor. Poems may be submitted to jamapoems@jama-archives.org.

JAMA. 2006;296(10):1208. doi:10.1001/jama.296.10.1208

inspired by Guillaume Apollinaire

Emptied of blood and energy,
my heart is sullen, mean, and foul;
I praise all those who still love me.
My face is slack, expression-free,
pale skin of my unshaven jowl
emptied of blood and energy.
Enraged so I can barely see,
forehead and mouth fixed in a scowl,
I praise all those who still love me.
Birds sing with spontaneity;
my voice is weak, or else I growl,
emptied of blood and energy.
An owl boys nail onto a tree
screeches; I feel that I could howl.
I praise all those who still love me.
Boys torment owls without pity;
my chastened heart is such an owl,
emptied of blood and energy.
I praise all those who still love me.

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