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Reflections on 40 years as a doctor in Women's Health

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  • Seek not for whom the bell tolls

    Do you ever put something away for safe-keeping, only to find it has changed in the interval since you last looked? Retirement can be like that: hanging a once comfortable identity in a closet somewhere, and discovering it no longer fits when you try it on for old times’ sake. Not only that, but the…

    gozzter

    May 1, 2024
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    feelings, identity, memories, soul
  • On seeing a friend after his stroke

    At first,He was the man I knew,And thenHe wasn’t-Some of him didn’tWork;He didn’t even lookThe same.I don’t mindThat –We all wear our yearsLike old clothes:The rips and stainsAre diariesOf our lives.But usually,Something shinesInside the smiles,The labels stillAre legible,And,Even smudged,There is a linkThat we can read,A pinThat fastens usTogether.And yet hisHas come undone,Unpinned.I cannot find himIn…

    gozzter

    April 26, 2024
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  • Etched upon the Horizon

    Now that I am retired, I am sometimes overwhelmed by the amount of time I have to myself. Unlike the time brimming over with things, and filled to the top with purpose to which I had grown accustomed, what greets me each morning in my autumnal years is as empty as a refrigerator on shopping…

    gozzter

    April 24, 2024
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    Brigadoon, dreams, horizon, Rebecca Solnit, saudade
  • Who has heard the seasons pass?

    Is absence the same as presence? Is it simply the opposite end of a spectrum in which both have identifiable, if different, properties? If something isn’t there, we don’t see it, and although we can maybe imagine it, that’s not really seeing it, is it? Surely the presence of something exists in a different Magisterium…

    gozzter

    April 17, 2024
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    absence, hearing, holes, listening, silence, Sound
  • To be, or not…

    Perhaps it’s my increasingly autumnal years, but lately I’ve begun to wonder about what extinction really means. Not so much my own, you understand -although that will happen soon enough- but ours. All of us… Extinction has certainly happened before of course. I mean, the Neanderthals went extinct, the Dodos went extinct, the wooly mammoths…

    gozzter

    April 10, 2024
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    agency, care facilities, Dementia, extinction, identity, John Donne, mental health
  • The Hungry Field

    I saw it Twitching In the tall grass Behind the house. Camouflaged And hidden Until it moved, It was a weed Amongst weeds, Just another stalk Trembling In a wind That wasn’t. And then Another shadow Surfaced, Although It seemed to point The other way At first, Until it slipped Like an errant fin Beneath…

    gozzter

    April 3, 2024
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  • Is this a smile which I see before me?

    There are few things that make me feel as welcome as a smile; in whatever country I’ve travelled, and into whichever city I’ve ventured, it has always seemed a welcome guide to my reception. Of course I realize a smile has as many faces as a clown; one has to be careful about its meaning,…

    gozzter

    March 27, 2024
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    Colin Jones, dentistry, history of smiles, Queen Mary University of London, reflections, smiles
  • To be, or not to be, is that the question…?

    ‘To be, or not to be…’ The timeless soliloquy by Shakespeare’s Hamlet still provokes a shiver. I don’t hear it as much now that I’m retired from my Obstetrical practice and contraception (or pregnancy termination) is so readily available; it occasionally surfaces from time to time in my social interactions, however. The problem is often…

    gozzter

    March 20, 2024
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    Anti-natalism, Life, procreation
  • The last refuge of the unimaginative

    I’m not sure where I fit on the psychological spectrum -somewhere in the middle, probably- but I think I would prefer to be on the edge somewhere… Not too close to a cliff, or anything, but far enough away that I can actually see the sky, and feel the wind. Liminality is a state of…

    gozzter

    March 12, 2024
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    alienation, clubs, Invictus, on the spectrum, paradigm shift, The Outsider
  • Oh for a Muse of fire

    I have begun to wonder whether the creative Muse as we have known her is entering a phase of terminal cognitive decline or is just in the process of changing her clothes -trying on a different wardrobe because she sees new possibilities in the styles hanging in a stranger’s closet to which she’d never had…

    gozzter

    March 5, 2024
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    art, artificial intelligence, Muse, pictures, Quaerimonia, soul, stories, writing
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