Poetry

"Down valley a smoke haze, Three days heat, after five days rain..."

As the mask debate continues, especially for children returning to school, have we stopped to ask what they want?

Current events have left our most vulnerable population exposed...

Two Black doctors caring for a Black patient left one doctor feeling proud.

It's important to be mindful of those nagging itches and what they may really represent.

After the past year's lockdowns, making time for meaningful connections becomes more important than ever.

Sometimes we need a reminder...

Even with difficult topics, it is possible to have meaningful and respectful conversations.

Normalizing mental illness, reducing stigma, and the importance of self-care take a giant step forward during the Olympics.

After struggling with boundaries and saying "no," this psychiatrist found his voice.

How can the sprinkler be applied to diversity, equity, and inclusion?

To move forward, we need to learn from the painful lessons of the past. On his birthday, thoughts turn to Emmett Till.

Imposter syndrome: a doctor’s nemesis…

Anger, sadness, incredulity… Here is why police and communities of color need to engage in an open conversation to foster trust.

Your patient tells you to get some rest, but they don’t know why you’re tired. What do you tell them?

"I can still hear my patient shriek..."

Frankness, honesty, and humor make this doctor’s poetry collection special.

As much as it is important to honor our country, it is also important to honor its ideals and continue the pursuit for such—for everyone.

"While I watch the artist paint, I imagine him in the time of plague..."

This renowned psychiatrist is donating a portion of the proceeds from his book sales to help stop US military veteran suicides.

"...now i forget what day it is and still feel i’m running out of time..."

Sometimes a few simple words help us remember important events.

"...Night is a room darkened for lovers..."

Poetry allows for reflection a year after a tragedy and a travesty, and to honor a life lost.

Trees, the oldest among us. One wonders if they mourn the many lynchings that have taken place on their limbs. More reflections on diversity.

"I stood shivering in the dark kitchen, thinking about that word, ventilator..."

Reading books and journals, charting treatment plans to help patients find an Eden of their own.

"You’re a poet, aren’t you?"

"...So far the days keep coming. Seize the day gently as if you loved her.”

Words—an excellent reflection of the soul.