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Poetry in Palliative Care
1. JOURNAL OF PALLIATIVE MEDICINE
Volume 8, Number 2, 2005
Š Mary Ann Liebert, Inc.
Healing the Healer: Poetry in Palliative Care
JACK COULEHAN, M.D., M.P.H. and PATRICK CLARY, M.D.
ABSTRACT
Background: Poetry plays an age-old role in the art of healing. Although medicine today seems
distant from the world of poetic expression, there are surprising commonalities between the
two.
Objectives: In this essay we reflect on three aspects of healing that are fostered by poetry.
Observations: Practicing medicine with too many facts and not enough poetry leads to dis-
satisfaction, disappointment, and impaired healing, especially in the care of the terminally
ill. Likewise, poetry deficiency cuts off an important avenue for physician self-awareness and
reflectivity. Alternatively, three aspects of healing are fostered by poetry: the power of the
word to heal (and also harm); the skill of ânegative capabilityâ that enhances physician ef-
fectiveness; and empathic connection, or compassionate presence, a relationship that heals
without words.
Conclusion: Reading and writing poetry can help physicians, especially those who care for
dying patients, become more reflective, creative, and compassionate practitioners.
N EAR THE END of his wonderful late poem, âAs-
phodel, That Greeny Flower,â the physi-
cianâpoet William Carlos Williams writes,
lack/of what is found there.â This suggests that
poetry, despite its lack of newsworthiness, con-
tains an essential nutrient, the absence of which
is ultimately fatal. We might, for example, imag-
It is difficult ine this condition to be pellagra of the personal-
to get the news from poems ity, or scurvy of the soul. But does this claim make
yet men die miserably every day sense? If poetry is neither practical nor current,
for lack what essential nutrient could it contain?
of what is found there.1 In âAsphodel,â which is actually a love poem
to the poetâs long-suffering wife, Williams uses
These lines capture a paradox important to the the word âpoetryâ in a very broad sense. Poetry
experience of clinicians in general and, especially, represents the world of creativity and imagina-
to those who care for seriously ill and dying pa- tion; in other words, the fruit of our human de-
tients. Everyone would agree that the first state- sire to discover meaning in the world and in our
mentââIt is difficult / to get the news from po- lives. We do this in many ways: through music,
emsââis self-evident. Poetry provides us with painting, drama, and the other arts, as well as
very little hard data; it tells us nothing about the through the gifts of spirituality and reflective liv-
latest diagnostic and therapeutic developments. ing. In this context poetry in the narrow senseâ
However, the second statement delivers the words arranged on paperâis only one of many
paradoxââYet men die miserably every day/for forms of poetry. In this essay we will take the
Department of Preventive Medicine, State University of New York at Stony Brook, Stony Brook, New York.
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broader perspective and interpret Williamsâ lines plant and has had an above-the-knee amputation
to mean, âYet clinicians experience estrangement of his right leg. He is divorced, but has a devoted
and burnout every day because they clutter their college-aged daughter who takes care of him. He
lives with news, while being inattentive to the in- also has numerous brothers and sisters who seem
ner world and suppressing their imagination.â always to be yelling at one another. He has been
admitted to the hospital for a myocardial infarc-
tion, which leads to bypass surgery, followed by
THE MIRROR AND THE pneumonia, septicemia, and virulent gangrene of
FACE IN THE MIRROR his toes, and later his penis and fingertips.
The patient is dying alone, although sur-
Jane Kenyonâs Otherwise is a collection of her rounded both by a demanding family and a top-
poems published after she died in 1995 of acute notch surgical team trailing clouds of consultants.
leukemia.2 Many of these poems have great spir- Similar to Tolstoyâs character Ivan Ilych, he finds
itual depth and seem to have arisen from her con- himself embedded in the Lie. His surgeons ex-
frontation with terminal illness. How beautifully plain that none of his medical conditions is âin it-
elegiac she became while facing her own virulent selfâ terminal; that in fact, his parameters are im-
leukemia! Yet, her widower Donald Hall explains proving. His family blames the medical team for
that the poems we admire so much were actually not doing enough to save him and they offer an-
written before her own diagnosis, while she was gry but conflicting proposals about what to do.
caring for him and anticipating his death from His pain is extraordinary, especially during the
advanced colon cancer. Who would have thought frequent dressing changes, but he accepts his sib-
that Hall, who had undergone a lobectomy for lingsâ protestations, supported by the heroic sur-
liver metastases, would outlive his much younger geon, that he should tough it out like a man.
and presumably healthy wife? But as Rumi When he dies, the death seems a surprise to all
wrote, âThe same wind that uproots trees/makes concerned, as if each family and team member
the grasses shine . . . â3 Donald Hall says of his were awakened from a dream that bore little re-
caregiving at the end of his wifeâs life, âI donât lationship to the poor, suffering human being
know how anyone can do this work that doesnât who had smelled like death for weeks.
write poetry.â This case is full of facts, some true and some
How can any clinician care for the dying with- false, but what it lacks is poetry. More specifi-
out access to his or her own inner life? Poetry for cally, it lacks a glimmer of light, a sense of con-
us seems, âthe mirror as well as the face in it,â as nectedness, an authentic voice. In our experience
Rumi says, in Coleman Barkâs translation, âWe many deaths are like hisâdenial, distance, dis-
are tasting the taste this minute of eternity.â3 appointment. The Holocaust survivor Victor
Curative medicine is more apt to use the Frankl wrote, âMan is not destroyed by suffering,
metaphor of war than of mirror and reflection. he is destroyed by suffering without meaning.â4
We tend to see ourselves as warriors, disease as In this case the patient appears to have died with-
an enemy, and the patient as a battleground. We out meaning, in part because none of the care-
fight rearguard actions in the intensive care unit givers was able to make the needed connection,
(ICU) against overwhelming odds, blitzing infec- or become close enough to serve as the, âmirror
tions with âkillacillin.â We cultivate the thou- as well as the face in it.â3
sand-yard stare of the infantry veteran. Thus, it We have all seen amazing things in the care of
is difficult to see ourselves in the mirrors of dy- the dying. Our patients teach us about the pres-
ing patientsâ faces until we can find a way to cross ence of both loss and gain as they learn to accept
this self-protective distance. We can empathize the inevitable. Ira Byock writes that growth at the
with them only by understanding that we are all end of life is normative, an expected phenome-
on the same journey. Our bridge can be the sim- non that we can use to measure the quality of
ple recognition that while not all of us can be care.5 Somehow the despair we expect with the
cured, all of us can contribute to healing. approach of death merges with the joy of cele-
But often the needed connection is missing. brating truths about our lives that we discover in
Consider the case of a man in his late 40s dying of the process of dying; as Rumi again suggests,
the complications of diabetes. He has been on dial- âThe way of love is not /a subtle argument. /The
ysis for several years after a failed kidney trans- door there /is devastation.â3
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In this essay we reflect on the value of poetry querable force, the quality of the struggle be-
in promoting reflective practice among palliative comes central, as the outcomes are never in
care clinicians. In particular, we suggest that po- doubt.
etry: enhances our understanding that words are The unpoetic or nonimaginative approach to
powerful instruments that can heal (and also dying patients (âjust looking for the newsâ) may
harm); helps us to develop the skill of ânegative harm them through the use of negative words
capability;â and fosters empathic connection, or and metaphors. The cardiologist who exhorts his
compassionate presence, a relationship that is in patient to think of his heart as âa ticking time
itself healing. We base our discussion here on the bombâ may think he is motivating compliance
value to practitioners of reading, discussing, and when in fact he is putting an explosive metaphor
internalizing poetry, although taking the next between the patient and his life. A family physi-
stepâwriting poemsâmay stimulate additional cian who predicts to her emphysema patient that
insight and understanding. death will be âlike drowningâ may never see the
strangling effect of her prognosis. The oncologist
who says âthere is no other choiceâ but aggres-
THE WORD IS AN INSTRUMENT sive chemotherapy has little empathy or imagi-
nation.
In 1910 William Osler published an essay enti-
tled, âThe Faith That Heals.â6 Osler noted that
while his colleagues viewed the practices and NEGATIVE CAPABILITY
paraphernalia that filled Johns Hopkins Hospital
as objective and scientific, patients inevitably ex- John Keats, himself a physicianâpoet, used the
perienced the same items as a vast network of term negative capabilityâ to describe the ability
symbols that promote healing. Consider our con- to hold and cherish opposites in oneâs mind at the
temporary hospitalsâthe white coats, stetho- same time.8 Keats went on to characterize this at-
scopes, and beepers. The ritual of daily rounds. tribute as the ability to live, âin uncertainties,
The ceremony of physical examination. Consider mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching
the magnetic resonance imaging (MRI) scanner as after fact and reason.â8 Negative capability is an
a coffin-like oracle that reveals the soul and oneâs essential skill for poets, but we believe it is also
emergence from it a type of resurrection. Or con- important in medical practice. âReaching after
sider the treadmill, a Sisyphean task that pits the fact and reasonâ is, of course, a defining feature
human heart against its fate. Every one of these of scientific medicine, but only so far as it serves
procedures, whatever its intended scientific ef- the goal of patient care. The word âirritableâ is
fect, is also a symbol that bestows meaning. As the key to understanding negative capability in
Osler wrote, âNothing in life is more wonderful medicine. Clinicians confront human reality that
than faithâthe one great moving force which we remains opaque even after all the machines and
can neither weigh in the balance nor test in the laboratory tests have yielded their results. When
crucible. Intangible as the ether . . . â6 He went dealing with individual patients, we rarely have
on to explain that the symbolic network of mod- all the information we might be able to use. Yet,
ern medicine generates, âan atmosphere of opti- if we postpone (or ignore) care in order to âirri-
mism . . . that work(s) just the same sort of cures tablyâ search for additional data, or avoid the pa-
as did Asklepios.â6 tient if we experience âuncertainties, mysteries,
While medically spoken words can reverberate doubts,â then we are unlikely to practice effec-
with human meaning, the words of poetry can tive medicine. The good clinician learns to func-
provide palliative care clinicians with a more hu- tion in the face of uncertainty and ambiguityâ
mane way of understanding and responding to nowhere is this clearer than in palliative
their work. Using poetry we can reframe the medicine, where the healer encounters an almost
negative war mentality and âdeath as failureâ inexpressible alloy of hope and despair.
metaphor that pervade so much of medical prac- How can poetry be used to teach and to sus-
tice. Robert Blyâs translation of Rilke suggests that tain negative capability? Because poetry comes
people grow, âby being defeated, decisively, /by close to being able to express the inexpressible, it
constantly greater beings.â7 In our confrontations may provide a voice for levels of experience and
with the Angel of Death, as with any uncon- meaning that cannot be captured by reasoning or
4. POETRY IN PALLIATIVE CARE 385
ordinary discussion. It is true that poetry can be suffering is one pillar upon which the concept of
opaque as well as a shimmering window or mir- clinical detachment rests. A second pillar is the
ror. Reading a poem can sometimes be difficult, belief that clear-headed decision makingâthe
like struggling with Rilkeâs Dark Angel. One way ability to weigh probabilities accurately and to
to grow within this struggle is to learn the poem correct for biasesârequires a neutral mental en-
by heart. Memory rejects the unintelligible. In vironment because emotions impair reasoning.
working to remember a poem (as in working with We acknowledge the tension between objec-
a patient) you deepen your understanding of its tivity and subjectivity in clinical practice but, far
sense. You also find pleasure in the poemâs from being a threat, we believe the art of medi-
sound, especially if you say it out loud. Asso- cine lies in the ability (ânegative capabilityâ) to
nance, rhythm, and repetition lead you through function effectively in this environmentâin fact,
the poem to its center. This does not happen with to use mystery and ambiguity to the patientâs
every poem, but when it does happen, you may benefit.11 Medical practice requires us to make
develop a sense of how the poet sees into the leaps of meaning each day. The physician might
heart of the world; in a small sense, gaining ac- be talking to a patient or thinking about a case,
cess to the unsayable. and suddenly he or she sees the problem in a dif-
ferent way. The diagnosis becomes clear. Or af-
ter fruitless mucking around in the ambiguity of
COMPASSIONATE PRESENCE illness, the physician suddenly discovers the
word that heals. We sometimes call these leaps of
In his photographic essay, A Fortunate Man, meaning âintuitionâ or âclinical judgment.â This
John Berger describes the life of John Sassall, a is not to deny that they can (and should) be care-
general practitioner in rural England. For Sassall fully dissected and studied. Yet, the immediate
the doctorâs central task is âindividual and closely âEureka!â of seeing something in a new way is
intimate recognitionâ of the patient, âIf the man much like the experience of a poem.
can begin to feel recognizedâand such recogni- Consider the first two poems in Appendix A
tion may well include aspects of his character as examples of the âEureka!â experience. In the
which he has not yet recognized himselfâthe first the poetâphysician describes a quiet early
hopeless nature of his unhappiness will have morning encounter with a patient who has had
been changed . . . â9 Sassall is a good doctor, âBe- part of his face removed because of cancer. Here,
cause he meets the deep but unformulated ex- as in the following example, the intuition has
pectation of the sick for a sense of fraternity. He nothing to do with the medical diagnosis as such,
recognizes them.â9 Sassall âdoes not believe in but rather it creates an imaginative space that
maintaining his imaginative distance: he must confers new meaning to the situation. âThis man
come close enough to recognize the patient is the man in the moon.â12 What does this
fully.â9 This recognition of the patientâs subjec- metaphor mean? Logic and reason are not very
tivity is a function of empathy, which creates the helpful in answering this question. The metaphor
connection that the narrative dimension of med- arises from the arctic landscape in the preceding
icine requires. stanzas, but clearly goes beyond themâin an
This description seems out of place in contem- epiphany whose emotional tone is nocturnal,
porary medical schools and hospitals, where the cool, and mysterious. In contrast, in the second
orthodoxy holds that physicians should value de- poem the doctor caring for âThe Six Hundred
tachment and approach their patients with de- Pound Manâ experiences a more frenzied and
tached concern, rather than âintimate recogni- physical epiphany, closer to the healing ecstasy
tion.â Todayâs orthodoxy is based on the belief of the traditional shamans he invokes.13
that empathic connection with the patientâor
compassionate presenceâhinders objectivity. In
her essay âMetaphor and Memory,â Cynthia Oz- REFLECTIVE PRACTICE
ick observed that physicians cultivate detach-
ment from their patients because they are afraid Some think that poetry and medical practice
of finding themselves âtoo frail . . . to enter into make strangeâor perhaps even illicitâbedfel-
psychological twinship with the even frailer souls lows. For example, Susan Sontag argues in Illness
of the sick.â10 This fear of being overwhelmed by as Metaphor that we should attempt to eliminate
5. 386 COULEHAN AND CLARY
metaphor from our thinking about illness.14 Just the moment, and perhaps to find hope in the im-
the facts, maâam. No frills. No cultural baggage. mediacy of his everyday experience. However,
No connection with art or literature. Ideally, she the narrator seems unable to âgo with the flowâ
argues, we should reduce illness and suffering to on this. Rather, he tries to deceive Alfred and ex-
their biologic components and avoid attributing periences feelings of guilt that are not assuaged
meaning. To Sontag, cancer is simply and pre- by music or exercise.
cisely a malignant transformation of tissue and In the final example, the poet presents several
not âthe enemy within.â Whatever cancer or dy- standard lessons taught by hospice nurses in the
ing might mean to the patient, that meaning form of a series of messages to the poetâs dead
should be of no concern to the physician. brother. The imperative statements he illustrates
If this were true, physicians would have less (e.g., âExpress gratitudeâ) are abstract and cold;
need as professionals to understand themselves however, the poem elucidates these sentiments as
and their emotional reactions to seriously ill pa- miniature narratives that are vibrant and far
tients, or to explore the feelings and beliefs of deeper than the statements themselves. In poetry
these patients. However, Sontag created a need- the unsayable may arise from love, hope, yearn-
less furor by overgeneralizing a narrow pointâ ing, loss, anger, or, in this case, even from didac-
perhaps negative cultural metaphors do in some tic instruction.
cases prevent ill persons from seeking help.
For example, if human immunodeficiency virus
(HIV) is considered to be a shameful punishment CONCLUSION
from God, a patient may well wish to keep his
condition secret and acquiesce to the illness. Yet, In this essay we have suggested that palliative
no seriously ill person can experience his or her care clinicians need poetry in their lives. While
condition without attributing personal signifi- such poetry can be understood in the broad sense
cance to it, which generally does not inhibit care. as spontaneity, creativity and imagination, we fo-
Likewise, clinicians who care for such patients cus on poetry in the strict senseâwords on pa-
have a need to integrate and reflect on their ex- perâand contend that reading, discussing, inter-
perience. nalizing, and writing it can help us to become
Modern commentators have stressed the need more reflective practitioners in various ways. For
for physicians to understand their own beliefs, one, poetry teaches us the power of words, sym-
feelings, attitudes, and response patterns. One bols, and metaphor to influence our patients.
of this viewâs earliest proponents was Michael Having learned this, we are better able to modu-
Balint, a British psychiatrist who focused attention late our interactions with them to promote heal-
on the therapeutic power of the physicianâpatient ing. Moreover, we may go a step further and uti-
interaction with his aphorism, âThe doctor is the lize selected poems as therapy to capture or
drug.â15 Balint encouraged physicians to meet reg- transform a patientâs experience.
ularly in small groups to discuss their difficulties Poetry also encourages the development of
with and personal reactions to patients. We believe negative capability. A poem may have multiple,
that reading, writing, discussing, and internalizing and sometimes conflicting, meanings. âListen-
selected poems can serve as another avenue to self- ingâ to a poem often requires patience and re-
knowledge, preferably when used as an adjunct to spect. Perhaps the best example of such respect
group process. is in learning the poem by heart and internaliz-
We will end with two examples of self-con- ing its rhythm and voice. Finally, poetry fosters
sciously reflective poems. âThe Azalea Poemâ our ability to make the leap of empathy and,
(see Appendix A) processes the writerâs feelings therefore, fully recognize our patients. Such
about lying to a patient dying of acquired im- recognition helps us to stand beside them in com-
mune deficiency syndrome (AIDS). In this case passionate presence.
the lieâthat Alfred will live through the long
winterâcomes across as a weak, reflexive re-
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Appendix A
The Man with a Hole in His Face
He has the lower part, The manâs eye does not close
a crescent of face because any blink
on the right, and an eye is death,
that sits precipitously nor does the eye rest
beside the moist hole in mine
where the rest of his face was. when I ask the questions
he is weary of answering.
The hole is stuffed
with curls of gauze. While I wait here quietly
in arctic waste,
His nurse comes before dawn, the pack ice cracks
at the moment with terrifying songs
the eye fears for its balance,
and over the moist hole
and fills the wound, where the rest of his face was,
sculpting a tortured landscape he rises.
of pack ice.
This man is the man in the moon.
Coulehan12
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The Six Hundred Pound Man
Of the six hundred pound man on two beds, in search of healers, singers
nothing remains, who wrestle souls of old bodies
not the bleariness with which he moved his eyes back to bones, back to dirt, and back back
nor the warm oil curling in his beard. to their beginnings.
Though the sheets and plastic bags are gone, As I enter for the first time
his grunts, his kind acceptance gone, this medicine circle,
I see him now, rising in the distance, bearing chickens in honor of the god,
an island, mountainous words dancing from my lips,
and hooded with impenetrable vine.
spirit like the plume of a childâs volcano
When I awaken to the death rises
of the six hundred pound man
and cannot sleep again, and then the medicine, the medicine is good
I paddle to his shore and the tongues, the tongues are dancing
and the fathers, oh! the fathers are dancing
in search of those flamboyant trees
that flame his flanks, and this worthless and alien body,
in search of bougainvillea this six hundred pound man,
blossoming his thighs, I discover him beautiful.
of women who rise to touch him
tenderly with ointment, Coulehan13
The Azalea Poem
The hope I handed Alfred spoke line and verse. This month
when he asked about his skin his legs
seems so cheaply false are smoldering with death.
since I came home,
so quick, so colored by my need. I used to wish whole clots of time
would disappear.
And my work-out In another month, my madness told me,
on the weight machine Iâd make my next goal
to Mahlerâs Third was not and be happier. Between the pointsâ
what I had hoped for. My form, tedious fiber.
which has always had the urge
to be a pear, is sour Today is a taste of heaven,
and inelastic. How nylon-light Alfred said.
my youth would be Cooking supper for Steve, he said.
if I were living it today! The breath of woods behind our house
is the best in life, he told me
Alfredâs young. and asked if he would live to see
Last month a vivid growth azaleas bloom. And I said, yes.
between his toes
Coulehan16
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Five Tasks Taught by Hospice Nurses
for my brother
1. Say Goodbye 4. Affirm Affection
You called me at work to ask for a loan I love you
And said goodbye as sweetly as if Iâd said yes. For being obvious about loving me
I was unhappy, & probably rude. When I was fifteen and
It was the last time we talked. Thought I couldnât bear to be loved.
You were too young to know better.
2. Express Forgiveness You were so alive,
Your death seemed impossibleâ
I forgive you for stepping over the edge, If you could die everyone would.
Wearing a rooferâs safety harness
Clipped stylishly to nothing, 5. Express Gratitude
Momentary angel over Arizona.
Thank you for giving me back
When you were seven My lost family and Montana,
You flew the swing set outside Where we scattered your ashes
Our Chilean house through an earthquake According to your instructions:
As walls and ceilings collapsed into themselves. Up Big Creek Canyon and
âMore, make it do that again!â On the hundred-year
Flood plain of the Bitterroot River.
Your life was not as short as I feared West Yellowstone burned all the week
Nor as long as I hoped. Of your death, frosting windshields white in July.
3. Request Forgiveness Now, when I visitâand I visit oftenâI do work I love,
While I stay in a lodge built ten years ago
Forgive me for not lending you the money Of first-growth timber
To buy that motorcycle, Salvaged from that fire.
For not admiring your poetry,
For never taking a photograph of you with my sons. Now I see: living is a kind of slow burning,
Forgive me for not wrestling with you into more And love is what we salvage from the fire.
Sunsets the summer before I was drafted.
Forgive me for being your imitation angel, Clary17
For leaving you with that elephant in the living room.
Forgive me for living.