A while ago there was a poetry contest involving poems about medicine and physicians. I did not enter the contest but started thinking of an oath poets might take. The first line occurred to me and then I finally got around to writing a poem. (I found out that the phrase "first, do no harm" does not actually appear in the Hippocratic oath, but everyone thinks it does, so I kept the first line.)
Rip out your reader’s heart
and put it where she thought
her brain belonged.
Reroute some neurons
and make him smell a sunset,
taste the wave’s roar,
and see the shape
of a sparrow’s song.
Next, turn the rest of the world
upside down and inside out
so skyscrapers become
stalactites in the earth’s core,
the stars drown in the sea,
dolphins swim the sky,
and one man’s ceiling
becomes some woman’s floor.
And finally, make us see
this is the way things
already were
and always should be.
The Poet’s Pledge
after Hippocrates
First, do some harm.Rip out your reader’s heart
and put it where she thought
her brain belonged.
Reroute some neurons
and make him smell a sunset,
taste the wave’s roar,
and see the shape
of a sparrow’s song.
Next, turn the rest of the world
upside down and inside out
so skyscrapers become
stalactites in the earth’s core,
the stars drown in the sea,
dolphins swim the sky,
and one man’s ceiling
becomes some woman’s floor.
And finally, make us see
this is the way things
already were
and always should be.
You knocked it out the park again! I so look forward to hearing your poetry this summer at Chautauqua Institution Sunday afternoons. Hope you will be back again.
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