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The poem is written in the voice of an old woman in a nursing home who is reflecting upon her life. Crabbit is Scots for "bad-tempered" or "grumpy". The poem appeared in the Nursing Mirror in December 1972 without attribution. Phyllis McCormack explained in a letter to the journal that she wrote the poem in 1966 for her hospital newsletter. [4]
In 1976, Gilpin was awarded the Walt Whitman Award by the Academy of American Poets for her book of poems titled The Hocus-Pocus of the Universe. She was selected by William Stafford. [2] Her work was also published in the magazine Poetry. [3] Gilpin later wrote another book of poetry, titled The Weight of a Soul, which was published ...
Matthew Joseph Thaddeus Stepanek (July 17, 1990 – June 22, 2004), known as Mattie J.T. Stepanek, was an American poet (or, as he wanted to be remembered, "a poet, a peacemaker, and a philosopher who played") [2] who published seven best-selling books of poetry and peace essays. Before his death at the age of 13, he had become known as a peace ...
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Mary Borden (May 15, 1886 – December 2, 1968) (married names: Mary Turner; Mary Spears, Lady Spears; pseud. Bridget Maclagan) was an American-British novelist and poet whose work drew on her experiences as a war nurse. She was the second of the three children of William Borden (d. 1904), who had made a fortune in Colorado silver mining in the ...
For I'm having a wonderful time Chorus 2: I don't want to get well, I don't want to get well, I'm in love with a beautiful nurse. Though the doctor's treatments show results, I always get a bad relapse each time she feels my pulse; I don't want to get well, I don't want to get well, I'm glad they shot me on the fighting line, fine!
“That’s me,” I said. “I’m Clancy Martin.” “I don’t want to have to look for you next time,” the nurse said. He was a soft-featured man who looked a bit like Barney, the sympathetic psychiatric nurse from the Hannibal Lecter movies. “I’m sorry.” “I’m just teasing you,” he said. “I know it’s your first day.
Joseph Scriven was born in 1819 of prosperous parents in Banbridge, County Down, Ireland.He graduated with a degree from Trinity College Dublin in 1842. His fiancée accidentally drowned in 1843, the night before they were to be married. [2]