Collection
For Clinicians Who Write.
On the compulsion to put pen to paper
12 poems
Writing, for many physicians, is not a hobby but a necessity—a way of processing what the clinical day deposits in the body and mind. These poems honor the creative act itself: the pull of the blank page, the romance of pen meeting paper, the strange fact that words can carry what the hands cannot. Several also show the moment when clinical observation tips into poetry, when a stethoscope becomes an instrument of music rather than diagnosis.
A Calling
A spare dialogue on compulsion. The creative act reframed as instinct, not decision.
I write and write
Writing as compulsion, not choice. The inner pen defies doubt with an ink supply that never runs dry.
Pen met paper
Personification of pen and paper as lovers. The writing act recast as sudden romance.
For me the day
Writing as daily necessity. Pen and paper complete the day the way a meal does.
The Words I Write
Writing as channel, not autobiography. The individual voice opens into collective humanity.
The words they
Writer's block treated with its own prescription: walk away. Irony baked into the act of writing it at all.
A New Page
The blank page as invitation, not intimidation. Written on handmade hanji paper, form mirrors content.
Words
Language praised, then gracefully conceded. Some truths survive only outside of words.
Pretty words tell of
Language as mosaic: individual tiles of story assembling into something larger. Craft made visible.
History I need
The blank page as liberation. Past and future split by the turn of a sheet.
With A Stethoscope
A haiku bridging medicine and music. The stethoscope becomes an instrument.
I see your eyes
Empathy distilled to its simplest gap: seeing someone without knowing their story.