Poems of Illness

Poems that confront the mystery of sickness and dying.
Illustration of a figure crying.
  • Galway Kinnell

    He lives, who last night flopped from a log
    Into the creek, and all night by an ankle

  • Edgar Albert Guest

    Somebody said that it couldn’t be done
    But he with a chuckle replied

  • Carolyn Kizer

    The florist was told, cyclamen or azalea;
    White in either case, for you are pale

  • Edgar Albert Guest

    How much grit do you think you’ve got?
    Can you quit a thing that you like a lot?

  • Michael S. Harper

    Nose only above water;
    an hour in the ice melt;