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Poetry and Medicine
August 16, 2016

Janus

Author Affiliations
  • 1Ballard Pediatric Clinic, Seattle, Washington
JAMA. 2016;316(7):776. doi:10.1001/jama.2016.3182

In memoriam, David Bowie

I love it living here in January
stealthy swell of rhodie buds
tulip bulbs sprouting already, slow
lengthening daylight—very soon
the flush of camellia unexpected.
Our climate an idling engine
quiet no dormancy, before long
the lawnmower, soon seed catalogs
grace the counter still sometimes
I wish for the dead of winter
the shroud of snow—
time to reflect on finite cycles, ours.
The music—when does it stop?
We cannot know.

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