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Stroke Epigraph

2 Nov

Waiting to hear if I will be able to use this poem, by my late friend John Stone, doctor and poet, as an epigraph for my manuscript.

Stroke

I imagine his bedroom
where he woke this morning
to find half his singing nerves
numb and silent

his tongue halved and pulling
the cold words cramping in his throat

half a world gone in each eye.

I dream
his darkened bedroom
where last night
his mind meshed
in its last unaltered thinking

where now
these work shoes
will unwalk
neatly
against the wall.

–John Stone

 

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