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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CITY HOSPITAL, by MARGARET BODEN
First Line: A silken thread pulled taut and tied
Last Line: Footsteps, a voice, a door -- my beating heart . . .
Subject(s): Hospitals
First Line: A silken thread pulled taut and tied
Last Line: Footsteps, a voice, a door -- my beating heart . . .
Subject(s): Hospitals
A silken thread pulled taut and tied,
Then drawn across a jagged glass,
A thousand times intensified;
This permeates the thoughts that pass
And flit throughout my febrile brain,
While tossing restlessly with pain.
Then thread through glass must now have ground,
For failing that, I needs must scream,
A tolling silence crashes 'round,
Through which one hears, as in a dream,
Each tiny pin-prick spot of sound
But amplified, yet spaced apart: --
Footsteps, a voice, a door -- my beating heart . . .
Other Poems of Interest...
AT THE CANCER CLINIC by TED KOOSER
HAVING BEEN ASKED WHAT IS A MAN? I ANSWER by PHILIP LEVINE
NEW YEAR'S EVE, IN HOSPITAL by PHILIP LEVINE
THE DEMOCRATIC DIME by EVE MERRIAM
THIS DID NOT HAPPEN by THYLIAS MOSS
HOSPITAL WAITING ROOM by STEPHEN DOBYNS
WALT WHITMAN IN THE CIVIL WAR HOSPITALS by DAVID IGNATOW