Poetry

"...But tonight I’m twenty years and two hundred leagues from the sea, her painting suddenly a family portrait—weather-beaten me in the middle with worried-window-eyes..."

There have been so many hurdles, but the "runner" keeps his eye on a positive finish line...

"I love you as one loves certain obscure things, secretly, between the shadow and the soul..."

The holidays can both be a time of joy and a time of stress...

A conviction represents a cautious step toward increased justice...

I didn’t find out until I wrote this poem…

"Back in the 70’s, before I knew my own voice, I listened to yours..."

A Black psychiatrist's reflections and dreams on what true allyship would look like in a country that remains divided.

"... when winds spread the word and brown fields bristle like dense fur down the back of the earth..."

How working with patients can help us navigate the sunrises and sunsets of our own lives.

Being thankful, reflective, and hopeful...

A child's perspective, innocent and honest, serves as a good reminder of our biases.

In light of current events, how can psychiatry support rectifying social injustices and foster understanding and inclusivity?

"Forever you find your father in other faces..."

A psychiatrist's perspective on the AMA interim meeting.

Words, and their ideals, can help heal.

It's important to make time to fit in the pieces of your wellness puzzle.

"Before I knew my own voice, I listened to yours while we learned our trades..."

"...They speak in poetry. Do they know I am there, listening?"

"I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky..."

Reflections on the impact love and hatred can have on the human psyche.

Taking a moment to learn from nature...

Dealing with diversity double-speak...

There is a delicate and precious dance between a father and his daughter...

Perhaps with time and commitment, this psychiatrist's dreams for a better world for patients and all mankind will come to fruition.

"The warping night air having brought the boom, Of an owl's voice into her darkened room..."

Can psychiatrists help be the champion for those behind bars?

A poet's reflections on COVID-land's relentlessness grip on society...

"Write yourself scared the first day of med school, dying to cure the world..."

Being a poet isn't a 9 to 5 job.