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Three Years
No poem this time, just life
May 22
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Lady Lazarus
The online life of the original mommy blogger
May 11
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Ah, what a trifle is a heart, If once into love's hands it come
When it comes to the nervous system, there are voluntary and involuntary parts. We can reach out and grab something, or decide to walk from here to…
May 2
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April 2023
Oh yeah, life goes on...
In residency one of our teachers, George Vaillant, used to tell us that our job as residents and inexperienced 25 year-olds was to learn the wisdom of…
Apr 17
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When I consider how my light is spent
When I write these posts I do a search for poems and songs that reflect the overall mood, that becomes the title and the soundtrack above and beneath…
Apr 10
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Whose high endeavors are an inward light that makes the path before him always bright
Last week I tried to dig in on the dark part of being struck down with a mysterious chronic illness (just low grade fevers and fatigue, that’s it) for…
Apr 3
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March 2023
Memento Mori
I have a good memory for stories. Your sister’s friend’s boyfriend won the lottery, or your husband left his work to become a king crab fisherman. You…
Mar 27
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Lens Flare
I was diagnosed nearsighted when I was eleven. Contacts a little after 16. My vision was so bad that I didn’t have an alarm clock because I couldn’t…
Mar 17
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If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite
Most of my job is wrapped around the idea of understanding. And it’s a funny thing, really, because there is almost always more understanding to be had…
Mar 13
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Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow creeps in this petty pace
I’ve always been a writer, and most of the time I have no choice but to write. The words and feelings migrate up and need to spill out of my head and…
Mar 9
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Give me the splendid, silent sun with all his beams full-dazzling
I went back to clinic after the February vacation 2020 still sick. It’s a reminder of how little we knew back then, because I wasn’t coughing, I didn’t…
Mar 9
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I was chronically ill, and then (perhaps) I wasn't
Part 1
Mar 6
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