Illness

Kaddish, Part I by Allen Ginsberg
Strange now to think of you, gone without corsets & eyes, while I walk on
When I Consider How My Light Is Spent by John Milton
When I consider how my light is spent,
Having it Out with Melancholy by Jane Kenyon
When I was born, you waited
The Subalterns by Thomas Hardy
Mastectomy by Wanda Coleman
the fall of
Visits to St. Elizabeths by Elizabeth Bishop
This is the house of Bedlam.
Waking in the Blue by Robert Lowell
The night attendant, a B.U. sophomore
In Memory of W. B. Yeats by W. H. Auden
He disappeared in the dead of winter:
Everyone Gasps with Anxiety by Jeni Olin
The new aspirin is a blue-blooded Burberry model
Breathing by Josephine Dickinson
As I walk up the rise into the silence of snow, in the sough of brittle snowflakes
E.W. by Rosanna Warren
Your purpled, parchment forearm
Sick by Shel Silverstein
Evening by Gail Mazur
Sometimes she's Confucian--
A Litany in Time of Plague by Thomas Nashe
Adieu, farewell, earth's bliss
Tubes by Donald Hall
"Up, down, good, bad," said
The Sick Rose by William Blake
O Rose, thou art sick
Units by Albert Goldbarth
This is the pain you could fit in a tea ball
The Land of Counterpane by Robert Louis Stevenson
When I was sick and lay a-bed
The Sick Child by Robert Louis Stevenson
O Mother, lay your hand on my brow!
The Transparent Man by Anthony Hecht
I'm mighty glad to see you, Mrs. Curtis,
The Visit by Jason Shinder
Bedside by William Olsen
Because it turns out the world really is a hospital
Hyper- by David Baker
Then a stillness descended the blue hills
R.I.P., My Love by Tory Dent
Let us be apart then like the panoptical chambers in IC
Her Body Like a Lantern Next to Me by John Rybicki
There's this movie I am watching
Against Elegies by Marilyn Hacker
James has cancer. Catherine has cancer
The Nurse by Michael Blumenthal
Now come the purple garments, now the white
Prayer for Sleep by Cheryl Dumesnil
The chiropractor sent me home
The Embrace by Mark Doty
You weren't well or really ill yet either;
Cognitive Deficit Market by Joshua Corey
She has forgotten what she forgot
Phases by Michael Redhill
Watching the garden winter under the moon,
Afternoon at MacDowell by Jane Kenyon
On a windy summer day the well-dressed
Christmas Away from Home by Jane Kenyon
Her sickness brought me to Connecticut