The Poetry CureJulia Darling, Cynthia Fuller Department of English Literary & Linguistic Studies, University of Newcastle, 2005 - 112 pagina's This anthology was copublished with Newcastle University. Its two editors worked with patients and medical staff to produce a selection of poems which they thought would be helpful to people recovering from physical and mental illness. 'This book of poems is for all of us who go through illness, deal with doctors, hospitals, and experiences such as bereavement and ageing, and who struggle to find language to describe the suffering we have to go through. Medical language baffles and alienates us. It's a harsh, unforgiving vocabulary that often seems to bear no relationship to our own emotional predicament. In this uplifting anthology we see how poetry can give us metaphors and images to help us understand our feelings and communicate them to people around us. This is a book that should be in every waiting-room, and should be by the bed of every GP and consultant. It may inspire you to write poetry, and also help you to find order in the chaos of ill health. By giving us words, poetry can help cure us.' - Julia Darling & Cynthia Fuller |
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... dark , red lipstick on . I know she's talking about me because she said tonsils . I don't want to listen . I'm struck by the strangeness of things I can't put names to . The air is iodine and polish , the doctor's chair a wooden throne ...
... dark , red lipstick on . I know she's talking about me because she said tonsils . I don't want to listen . I'm struck by the strangeness of things I can't put names to . The air is iodine and polish , the doctor's chair a wooden throne ...
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... dark seas are solid pools clamped under the rocks of the moon . They know what to do with moon - ice , how to mine it , melt it into breath and fuel . Visitors to the moon will return under their own steam . When the doors open we hear ...
... dark seas are solid pools clamped under the rocks of the moon . They know what to do with moon - ice , how to mine it , melt it into breath and fuel . Visitors to the moon will return under their own steam . When the doors open we hear ...
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... was then , or felt himself to be looking down on his own body picked out in a ring of light though at first at least there was no actual light there , only a dark road . He tried to explain to me that feeling of peace 93.
... was then , or felt himself to be looking down on his own body picked out in a ring of light though at first at least there was no actual light there , only a dark road . He tried to explain to me that feeling of peace 93.
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