When I Heard The Learned Oncologist (With apologies to Walt Whitman)


by Gabriel Donohoe

When I heard the learn’d oncologist;
When the needles, the cytotoxins, were ranged in columns before me;
When I was shown the chemo gloves and the protective aprons, and the Cobalt-60 and the Gamma knife;
When I, sitting, heard the oncologist, where he lectured with much authority in the cancer ward,
How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick;
Till rising and gliding out, I wandered off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Sipp’d in perfect silence on my organic greens.

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About Fools Crow

Gabriel Donohoe is a Writer and Natural Health Therapist who lives in Co. Louth, Ireland. He sometimes uses the name “Fools Crow”, in honour of a Lakota holy man and healer who dedicated his life to his people and to all of humankind. Website: www.foolscrow.net Wakan tanka nici un mitakola (Walk in Peace, My Friends).
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