Abraham Verghese, MD
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I slept in Auditorium Maximus
As you spoke,
My eyelids tiring in pursuit
Of the Bouncing Laser Light-your heavy baton
Mesmerizing, but then, with the drone of your vo
The dreamy stairs sloped away, dimly lit,
Even the potted fern
Below the Non-Fumare sign,
Looked to the ground.
Please no more gels,
Itinerant purines, probable antigens,
Putative adhesins-scoundrels the lot of them,
Unwelcome behind sunset eyelids.
Lines of identify deceive, drifting
In shades of Coomassie blue.
Your fame preceded you to the podium
Reigning in unblinking galleries
Silent with your preamble,
Attentive, even, until the first obscure drops
Verghese A. Auditorium Maximus. Ann Intern Med. 1990;112:152. doi: https://doi.org/10.7326/0003-4819-112-2-152_2
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Published: Ann Intern Med. 1990;112(2):152.
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