Stress Therapy Poem by Bill Knott
Stress Therapy
Time, time, time, time, the clock
vaccinates us.
and then even that lacks
prophylaxis.
Ticktock-pockmarked, stricken
by such strokes, we
get sick of prescriptions
which work solely
on the body.
Systole diastole--
It is by its very
intermittency
that the heart knows
itself to be an I.
(Stress Therapy by Bill Knott.) **Light verse. Amusing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/6/2026 2:51:10 PM # rel_20260806T081513Z_580e7f4
Time, time, time, time, the clock vaccinates us. and then even that lacks prophylaxis. a very fine poem. tony