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I was on the phone to my mum this morning and she was telling me about her awful day yesterday. She's just gone back into auxhilary nursing after a good long break(20 years+) and is now being flung into wards as an actual nurse type person not as a trainee. She found herself on an acute ward yesterday with lots of people with neurological problems,most of whom had recently come from having surgery. She was out of her depth.
Anyhow she told me about this lady who was semi-comatose. She smiled and blinked her eyes when mum spoke to her,the only movement she could make but it made Mum feel as if she was really doing something and making a difference.
Anyway getting to my point....this reminded me very much of some of U.A. Fanthorpes poetry. Fanthorpe worked in a hospital for a while and wrote lots of fantastic poems from her experiences. I cannot remember one precise poem but I remember the feel of them. Despair and hope,being on the very edge of life and death,the miracle of life day by day...
Well I read UA Fanthorpe in College as part of my english lit/lang course and hadn't seen anything by her since. I thought it was strange how these feelings and emotions evoked by my mum's tale reminded me so much of those I experienced back in college reading poetry. It was almost as if I was transported back to hearing those poems being read out loud.
Has this happened to you? Do you find bits of literary coming into your mind completely unbidden and as somewhat as a surprise?
Anyhow she told me about this lady who was semi-comatose. She smiled and blinked her eyes when mum spoke to her,the only movement she could make but it made Mum feel as if she was really doing something and making a difference.
Anyway getting to my point....this reminded me very much of some of U.A. Fanthorpes poetry. Fanthorpe worked in a hospital for a while and wrote lots of fantastic poems from her experiences. I cannot remember one precise poem but I remember the feel of them. Despair and hope,being on the very edge of life and death,the miracle of life day by day...
Well I read UA Fanthorpe in College as part of my english lit/lang course and hadn't seen anything by her since. I thought it was strange how these feelings and emotions evoked by my mum's tale reminded me so much of those I experienced back in college reading poetry. It was almost as if I was transported back to hearing those poems being read out loud.
Has this happened to you? Do you find bits of literary coming into your mind completely unbidden and as somewhat as a surprise?