- Date of entry: Aug-01-1993
A physician caring for a failing patient feels that he can do no more for him than "check / Your tubes, feel your pulse, listen / to your heartbeat." He wishes a swift deliverance for this patient, and would like lovingly to transform him into a compilation of facts within a medical chart: "Let me lift you in my arms / And lay you down / In the cradle of a clean manila folder."
First published: J. Amer. Med. Assoc., April 1, 1983.
Articulations: The Body and Illness in Poetry
Univ. of Iowa Press
Iowa City, Iowa.