Science Is Awesome
Science Is Awesome
I read this poem yesterday in the most recent Goodreads newsletter. I found it, unfortunately, fitting for us. Not the breast part, but the "Innumerable" part.
The Radiologist's Report
by Joyce Nance
"The lung fields show enumerable (sic) nodular mass lesions consistent with pulmonary metastases."Innumerable.
Beyond number.
Infinitesimal.
The stars in my lungs.
Resistant cells on the road
From my long-gone breast.
I cough up lung stars,
Burnished red and yellow.
The beaming skies of my lungs
Burn thick and bright, wheeling through days
As I walk up slight hills, gasp and heave.
Like the mountain night sky,
So high and live with pulsing,
They force my head full up,
Engorge my eyes with light,
Until I pull away, dizzy.
There is no room in my lungs for self-pity.
More stars than air,
Less breath than life and love.
Update: Dean has been getting sicker since last Thursday and is currently in the hospital. They are still running tests. Please keep fingers crossed.
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