| A Litany in Time of Plague Adieu, farewell, earth's bliss |
| When I Consider How My Light Is Spent When I consider how my light is spent, |
| Evening Sometimes she's Confucian-- |
| Having it Out with Melancholy When I was born, you waited |
| The Embrace You weren't well or really ill yet either; |
| In Memory of W. B. Yeats He disappeared in the dead of winter: |
| Mastectomy the fall of |
| The Subalterns |
| Waking in the Blue The night attendant, a B.U. sophomore |
| The Transparent Man I'm mighty glad to see you, Mrs. Curtis, |
| Visits to St. Elizabeths This is the house of Bedlam. |
| Sick |
| Tubes "Up, down, good, bad," said |
| Breathing As I walk up the rise into the silence of snow, in the sough of brittle snowflakes |
| Bedside Because it turns out the world really is a hospital |
| Units This is the pain you could fit in a tea ball |
| The Land of Counterpane When I was sick and lay a-bed |
| The Sick Child O Mother, lay your hand on my brow! |
| Her Body Like a Lantern Next to Me There's this movie I am watching |
| The Visit |
| Hyper- Then a stillness descended the blue hills |
| E.W. Your purpled, parchment forearm |
| Against Elegies James has cancer. Catherine has cancer |