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			<title> A Scansion</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 01 Jan 1995 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate>
			
			<description><![CDATA[<p> If I spoke any language other than 
<br>
 
yours, I might be able to say it whole, 
<br>
 
as a poem:  
<em> non-Hodgkins lymphoma. <br> 
 </em>
 If my ears could hear sounds apart from years 
<br>
 
of your wonder, I might delight in the 
<br>
 
diagnosis: the alliteration 
<br>
 
of  
<em> poor prognosis patient </em>
 . These are soft, 
<br>
 
innocuous tones-tender syllables 
<br>
 
in and of themselves. Were I moved by a  
<br>
 
meter other than the beat of your heart, 
<br>
 
I&rsquo;d hear iambic run through the doctor&rsquo;s 
<br>
 
order:  
<em> aggressive chemotherapy. <br> 
 </em>
 I have tried to find a rhythm in the 
<br>
 
in and out of liquids and needles. I 
<br>
 
have tried to find a scheme in ups and downs 
<br>
 
of vital signs. Surely there&rsquo;s meaning in 
<br>
 
the pattern of sweats and bedpans, lumps and  
<br>
 
catscans, coming and going for treatment. 
<br>
 
I want to understand the metaphors in 
<em>   <br> 
transplants </em>
  and  
<em> baldness,  </em>
 in  
<em> fevers  </em>
 and  
<em> pain. <br> 
 </em>
 If I did not know so many of your  
<br>
 
lines by heart, I would not falter over 
<br>
 
these. I would stand up and read them aloud. 
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			<title> The Rue of Lot</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 01 Dec 1993 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate>
			
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