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Monday, 9 January 2012

Affirmations

It's the idea of dread, and of affirmations, this morning, from a conversation that started at 6 am, which made me chase this down. May we overcome our challenges, unscathed and unharmed. 

Daybreak until nightfall,
he sat by his wife at the hospital
while chemotherapy dripped
through the catheter into her heart.
He drank coffee and read
the Globe. He paced; he worked
on poems; he rubbed her back
and read aloud. Overcome with dread,
they wept and affirmed
their love for each other, witlessly,
over and over again.
When it snowed one morning Jane gazed
at the darkness blurred
with flakes. They pushed the IV pump
which she called Igor
slowly past the nurses' pods, as far
as the outside door
so that she could smell the snowy air.

- "Her Long Illness," by Donald Hall

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