2014 Category
Hey, Nurses, Happy Special Needs Caregivers Day
Posted on May 2, 2014 Leave a Comment
The evolution of National Nurses Week (May 6, 2014 – May 12, 2014) and National Nurses Day, which will honor nurses this year on Tuesday, May 6, 2014, has been a well-deserved reward for the hard work and dedication of nurses in all areas of the profession. Doctors don’t need any recognition like this because […]
Cat’s in the Cradle
Posted on May 1, 2014 Leave a Comment
When you’re young, it’s almost impossible to grasp the rapidity of the passage of time. Time certainly doesn’t seem to be moving quickly to you as you’re plodding through each day, wishing to grow up. Working with such a small frame of reference, kids are doomed to believe everything remains the same. Having an older […]
50 Going on 2
Posted on April 30, 2014 Leave a Comment
When work feels overwhelming, remember that you’re going to die. We have a coffee mug in our office with those words written on it. It isn’t that I need to be reminded of this certainty. I do not. In my life, it has become a mantra of sorts. One that I probably say to myself […]
Saliency
Posted on April 11, 2014 Leave a Comment
Swept under the rug of regret are all the glossed-over particulars, the minutiae exchanged for the gray scale, the broad strokes -Please spare us the gory details. There’s no need to go any further- inbred and pled are all those congenital smiles -You keep doing it, and so will we- and you will and they […]
Deserted Tuesday
Posted on April 4, 2014 Leave a Comment
Ostensible and apparent, abandonment leaps, spreads into the front wheel – clips my easy-pedaled haste, glimpsing a shine in the driveway of the commonplace. Before I torment home, the words are formed, but float away unspoken, understood. A tour of momentum is about the words formed and said – ineptness of speech in a vortex […]
To a Noble Mind O’erthrown
Posted on April 2, 2014 Leave a Comment
You must have been confused again, just south of Glenwood, waving to me last night from Westinghouse with its windowless maws. You rose from parkway pangs and underground radioactive molybdenum, spewing yourself -fluorescent and faded- before broken remnants of time beneath exit 148. I know it was you. I caught you as you glinted off […]
Shock
Posted on March 31, 2014 Leave a Comment
Fog-lit halos ignite from darkness, astonished by persistence, admonished by perseverance. Stun and sun are hand in hand in bewilderment, only half aware of perfunctory alarm. No surprise, no shock advised. In the past are feet up recollections of diet Cokes fizzing next to ACLS manuals, heads up, 5 Hs and Ts, lingering rescue breaths […]
The Ride to Ithaca
Posted on March 28, 2014 Leave a Comment
Music box plays Close to You; you still hear it on the last tick- the one where you wait, and then one last note jumps out, leaves the end hovering, finished only in your head. With copious notes carried around, scribbled minutiae- nonsense, really- Nero fiddling while Rome burns, I’m reminded how the Empire State […]
Hudson Terrace
Posted on March 27, 2014 2 Comments
Meanwhile- just across the river- contemplated, anticipated is always how the folly rings- abounding, resurrected and in venturesome darkness. There is peculiarity in the unbounded rhythm so flayed and flawed in its own fragility, rounding the turn peeking out from behind the building- glinted, blazed in sunlight bridge- adorned as it jumps up each morning […]
Tin Ceiling
Posted on March 27, 2014 Leave a Comment
I am no storyteller – yet I tell myself this story endlessly. The lights in the evening windows are truths gloaming and tell again of a place, where underneath the geometry of a tin ceiling – before over-painting and time muted its sharp lines – the smallest is there, a composite of a coming supernova, […]
A Girl by the Bridge 
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