Tag: cancer poems

Adding up My Losses

Am I not afraid of my city, the way people once behaved as one might catch cancer if they came close to me? Stranger hours bring strangers in the darkness and the night closes down the city. In the darkness there’s a hiding place for everyone. In everyone there’s a place where darkness resides. We

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The Final Cut

Did they get enough from meWith the deftness of a surgeon?Were my borders clean and neatOr does my destiny includeA shorter life of restless false religion?I once built walls and set my boundariesBut with a deadly diagnosisIt’s difficult to know where I start and endWas my deciding even takenInto considerationWhen my rough edges showedEverything the

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The Poetry of Friends: through the lens of a terminal cancer diagnosis

Joy exists. You needn’t look very far in front of your nose to find it. But you still must look in order to see. As the famous quote bandied about by, of all philosophers, Friedrich Nietzsche: “he who has a ‘why’ to live can live almost any ‘how’.” In listening to B.J. Miller a palliative

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