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Parkinson’s Lament. A Poem by Leland Jamieson
For G.K.J. (In her voice.) What is this thing called Parkinson’s Disease? The sickness robs me of my body’s grace, and worse, it robs me of my mind’s trapeze for agile thought. No longer do I ace the mental tests I used to love to face. Double vision’s dogged the play of my eyes — so long