Colors
Poetry & Paintings & Song Lyrics
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Eighteen Months Tough to hold my Gaze at the emaciated Smile of mom in a Photo, final surface Of consciousness before Submergence, her cocoon Enveloped by squid- Like arms of cancer Eighteen months ago. Deafened by the stilling Of her heartbeat, Which could not but Love above or below Our mortal destiny, I have Grieved without sound or Light for a score of Cold moons. Yesterday In dreams, her spirit Ascended—balloon-like— Upwelling through briny Murk with lantern flare And fire too bright to Take. Today I could Finally look at her smile
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About the Book
Colors is an artistic expression of Dr. Vasiloff ’s love of life and the people who he has encountered and worked with during his long medical and teaching career. An optimistic man who looks for the good in others, he artfully expresses the emotional impacts of patients, students, and the thousands of others he has known in his personal life. Much of life is suffering, and he has seen much with his own eyes. But he has also seen courage, gratefulness, and the remarkable ability of people to persevere and overcome the “slings and arrows” common to the human experience. While some of these experiences can be expressed in objective prose, Dr. Vasiloff’s deepest feelings and discovered meanings are better expressed obliquely in poetry, art, and song. That is what this book is all about: an effort of a caring physician and teacher to convey to others the incredible colors of human life he has been privy to witness in his life and career.
About the Author
Dr. Vasiloff is a physician inspired by patients and students to create art in the form of poetry, songs, and painting. He is a lifelong Ohioan and received his medical degree from Ohio State University. He has written poems, music, and songs since he was a teenager.