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A cardio-vascular consultant

told me I had subtle abnormalities

of the heart: a tendency, possibly,

to soften too readily, be swayed

too easily, feed on fantasy, harden

like the Pharaoh’s; be of kings, of lead, of oak,

of darkness;  bleed for my country, belong

to Daddy; be a lonely hunter;

be displayed on my sleeve; be in my mouth,

in the Highlands, left in ‘Frisco, buried

at Wounded Knee; like Luther’s, who feared his

was like a ship upon a stormy sea

driven by winds from heaven’s four corners.

© Copyright David Selzer
3 Responses
  • arthur kemelman
    January 25, 2012

    I very much enjoyed this poem, if for no other reason than the attitude it displays towards doctors and specialists and their too frequently pompous pronouncements.

  • Tim Ellis
    January 27, 2012

    A witty appropriation of common expressions. Nothing wrong with using cliches if you can twist them to an original purpose like this!

  • Howard Gardener
    February 28, 2012

    What’s even better is that I suspect this would go over the heads of most cardio-vascular consultants. Their territory is the purely physical, as opposed to your own – the lyrical.

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