Some are oblique Some can only be seen in the lips and tongue. Movements of the eyes. the angle of a mouth. the two being as an internal body as they traverse connect with the same superficial atrophy
A few fun facts about this poem-collage combo: the text comes from a single page in Gray’s Anatomy (1974) about the medulla and was titled after The Doors’ song by the same name.
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So creative and engaging! ✨
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Thank you!
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What we pretend to be, something that, we’re, not, and the world, dumb enough to believe, that we are, who we are, pretending, to be…
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Absolutely. Sometimes it’s refreshing to delve beneath surface.
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Very cool…science & art are so often separated in our world..I love when the two collide..it is indeed poetic and so beautiful when lines are blurred and a fresh view, that was always there, just needed to be discovered..well done.
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Thank you very much! You touch on a very important point, I think, when you note that arts and science are often unnecessarily separated…when, in fact, they are both reflections of the same phenomena and should work hand-in-hand. On another note, it was fun and a bit challenging to make something poetic out of an anatomical description…I am happy you enjoyed it! Take care, my friend!
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[…] also decided, in line with my last post, to embark on a quest to transform my Gray’s Anatomy volume into poetry. There is something […]
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