- Date of entry: Aug-22-2001
- Last revised: Jan-09-2007
This is a poem about the doctor-poet's reluctance to view his own mother's X-ray. Addressing his mother, the doctor describes himself as less daring than Harvey and Freud and other "men who would open anything" to advance medical knowledge. In the poem's last line, as the doctor raises the film to the viewing screen, he resists, complaining "I still don't want to know."
Also available in the 3rd edition of On Doctoring, eds. Richard Reynolds, John Stone, Lois LaCivita Nixon, & Delese Wear (New York: Simon & Schuster) 2001.
Literature and Medicine 3:3 (1985)
Johns Hopkins Univ. Press