write an article and poem on pandemic
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“Hospital in Oregon,” by Marilyn Chin
Hong Kong–born poet Marilyn Chin, in “Hospital in Oregon,” provides a different view of loss:
Shhh, my grandmother is sleeping,
They doped her up with morphine for her last hours.
Her eyes are black and vacant like a deer’s.
She says she hears my grandfather calling.
A deerfly enters through a tear in the screen,
Must’ve escaped from those there sickly Douglas firs.
Flits from ankle to elbow, then lands on her ear.
Together, they listen to the ancient valley.
“Shhh,” it begins urgently, hushing us for a moment, as if silencing the barrage of alarms and clicks and beeps of inpatient health care settings. Then the speaker’s grandmother, seemingly unreachable near death, is visited in a random second by a fly in prelude to her departure. Merest of organisms beneath our sophisticated systems of care, the fly comes in closer and becomes more intimate than the dying patient’s absent health care team, or even the granddaughter-poet.
Its breach of distance between clinical reality and patient experience reminds us of several things: first, that care can happen simply by being with patients even when, as in the case of COVID-19, cure eludes us. Its implied buzzing evokes the sounds of other languages, times, histories, and cultures that clinicians must strain to hear if they notice them at all. Finally, the fly’s transgression into the antiseptic space of the hospital room is a reminder of the realities of nature and death, the conflict between the hygienic orderly world of health care spaces, enforced now by unending handwashing and rigid PPE protocols, and the messiness of grieving families and of near-death. Physicians especially struggle to overcome barriers to communication caused not just by cultural difference, but by the technologies and technological thinking we deploy. The poem animates what many health care workers may feel these days imposing strict isolation on coronavirus patients as ultimately they suffer and die alone, and all that these patients may see and hear in their minds beyond the sterility, in contrast with the clamor of the hospital.
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