Poet in Profile: Natasha Trethewey
[vc_row content_placement=”top”][vc_column][vc_custom_heading text=”Poet in Profile: Natasha Trethewey” font_container=”tag:h1|text_align:left|color:%231e73be” use_theme_fonts=”yes”][vc_custom_heading text=”By Emily Leithauser” font_container=”tag:h4|text_align:left|color:%23000000″ use_theme_fonts=”yes” css=”.vc_custom_1540760381727{padding-bottom: 30px !important;}”][vc_column_text]Download the article (pdf)[/vc_column_text][vc_column_text] Natasha Trethewey served two terms as the 19th Poet Laureate of the United States (2012-2014). She is the author of four collections of poetry, Domestic Work (2000), Bellocq’s Ophelia (2002), Native Guard (2006)—for which she […]
Why a Poem in a Place Like This?
[vc_row content_placement=”top”][vc_column][vc_custom_heading text=”Why a Poem in a Place Like This?” font_container=”tag:h1|text_align:left|color:%231e73be” use_theme_fonts=”yes”][vc_custom_heading text=”By Marilyn McEntyre, PhD” font_container=”tag:h4|text_align:left|color:%23000000″ use_theme_fonts=”yes” css=”.vc_custom_1540761205078{padding-bottom: 30px !important;}”][vc_column_text]Download the article (pdf)[/vc_column_text][vc_column_text]Poetry may seem an odd addendum to medical training, but more and more programs in medicine and related fields are including it. As a way of articulating and communicating the experience of […]
Poem: Cadaver Anatomy – Learning Humanity
[vc_row content_placement=”top”][vc_column][vc_custom_heading text=”Poem: Cadaver Anatomy – Learning Humanity” font_container=”tag:h1|text_align:left|color:%231e73be” use_theme_fonts=”yes”][vc_custom_heading text=”By James R. Carey, PhD, PT” font_container=”tag:h4|text_align:left|color:%23000000″ use_theme_fonts=”yes” css=”.vc_custom_1540761400871{padding-bottom: 30px !important;}”][vc_column_text]Download the article (pdf)[/vc_column_text][vc_column_text]Such brilliant architecture Arches for protection Feather-fibered muscles for power Tendons tethered sharply to bone Slippery sheaths to reduce friction Pearly ligaments collaborating collaterally Fulcrums, levers, pulleys and tunnels All compactly contained […]
Reflections on Writing Patient Poets: Illness from Inside Out
[vc_row content_placement=”top”][vc_column][vc_custom_heading text=”Reflections on Writing | Patient Poets: Illness from Inside Out” font_container=”tag:h1|text_align:left|color:%231e73be” use_theme_fonts=”yes”][vc_custom_heading text=”By Marilyn McEntyre, Ph.D.” font_container=”tag:h4|text_align:left|color:%23000000″ use_theme_fonts=”yes” css=”.vc_custom_1540836066188{padding-bottom: 30px !important;}”][vc_column_text]Download the article (pdf)[/vc_column_text][vc_column_text] It has been said that every book is an answer to a question. Mine was. Patient Poets originated in a question that fueled a lasting interest in poetry written […]
Poem: At Rehab
[vc_row content_placement=”top”][vc_column][vc_custom_heading text=”Poem: At Rehab” font_container=”tag:h1|text_align:left|color:%231e73be” use_theme_fonts=”yes”][vc_custom_heading text=”By Amy Haddad, Ph.D., R.N.” font_container=”tag:h4|text_align:left|color:%23000000″ use_theme_fonts=”yes” css=”.vc_custom_1540312668107{padding-bottom: 30px !important;}”][vc_column_text]These are people who know their way around pulleys, braces, and electronic lifts. They can briskly break down a wheelchair, flatten a walker, click open a cane with an economy of motion, not really looking at what they are […]
Poem: Ode to a Stroke, or A Life Altered
[vc_row][vc_column][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row content_placement=”top”][vc_column][vc_custom_heading text=”Poem: Ode to a Stroke, or A Life Altered” font_container=”tag:h1|text_align:left|color:%231e73be” use_theme_fonts=”yes”][vc_custom_heading text=”By Dick Taylor” font_container=”tag:h4|text_align:left|color:%23000000″ use_theme_fonts=”yes” css=”.vc_custom_1540910869200{padding-bottom: 30px !important;}”][vc_column_text]December 26, 2013 I was moving forward at a pace, In this life called the human race, With strength and purpose and resolved, And little thought to how we evolve. How simple it has been […]
