Guest poem sent in by Allen Finley
(Poem #1239) Hospital Haiku The new interns
Stiff in starched white suits.
The July heat!
Grinning into
The newborn nursery
A man holding daisies.
Screaming objections
In the hospital lobby--
A small naked boy.
All night below zero.
Today in the clinic
New complaints of chest pain.
Resting on the stairs
An old man with a large chest
And a cigarette.
Holding daffodils
Near the hospital florist--
An old woman, weeping.
Only one room is lit
In the hospital tonight--
And the August moon!
Beside this death bed
Two old men
Embracing.
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From Ward Rounds, Washington Square East Publishers, Wallingford, PA, 1970. Kenneth Dale Beernink graduated from Stanford University Medical School, started internship at Yale, and was married, all in 1965. In 1966, he was diagnosed with chronic myelogenous leukemia, returned to Stanford as a research fellow. During three years at Stanford he continued to play jazz (and other genres), built a harpsichord, and fathered a child. He died in 1969. I discovered this small book of poems when I was in medical school in the late 1970s, and found them very moving. Most of the poems in the book are quite long, and generate wonderful images of individual patients (or patient types). I thought I would start, however, by submitting these haiku, which portray gem-like moments in time that would be recognized by any nurse or physician who has trained in a general hospital. Although some of the descriptions and medical outcomes seem dated now (interns haven't worn starched white for many years), the images are timeless. If people are interested, I will submit some of Beernink's other works. Allen Finley, MD FRCPC Professor of Anesthesia and Psychology Dalhousie University, Halifax, Canada www.pediatric-pain.ca
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> If people are interested, I will
> submit some of Beernink's other works.
I'm interested! I'm interested! ...pass it on!
Laura
I remember Dale from John Muir High School. His life was too short.
His brilliance, ability, talent and future promise cut much too soon
from this experience we call Life. His words are clear, succinct,
descriptive and of deep value in this poetic piece. Thank you for
preserving it. Judy Flowers Class of 1956
Interesting post and very nice poem, to be honest and don't understand the poetry as a genre but Classical thinkers employed classification as a way to define and assess the quality of poetry and they were writing about this category during centuries. 23jj
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