Poet - Marilyn McEntyre You know what to do. You step up.You step in. Sometimesyou don’t ask. You just act.In the ICU, in the icy street,you watch. You’ve seenmore harm than most.You know how death maycome in the thick of things,how utterly one momentmay be divided from the nextby a bullet, a cry, a breath.Prone … Continue reading Pavane for a Dead Nurse