Music, Poetry, and Healing
Music in its many forms is an important complementary healing modality. Programs such as MusiCorps aid wounded veterans in recovering from the trauma of war; world-renowned cellist Yo-Yo Ma speaks often of music’s therapeutic power. No wonder countless physicians are also accomplished musicians. With its emphasis on language’s musical qualities, ranging from percussive spoken word to metrical formal verse, poetry also harbors a comparable healing potential. In “The Survivors,” we experience how music heals in both these vernaculars, first in its overt depiction of a piano concerto played in a hospital lobby, and then expressed in the measured, syllabic stanzas of the poem itself (that call to mind the stanzaic structure of another poem linking music and healing, John Donne’s “Hymn to God, My God, in My Sickness”). Music’s capacity for connecting us, thus soothing suffering’s isolation, is more than our immersion in Chopin’s mellifluence, but is further illustrated by the poem’s central image of an audience of both patients and passersby gathered in a circle around the performer, himself a former patient. That music and poetry can somehow both contain and unlock intense emotions is dramatized in the pianist’s fingers flying across the keys, and felt in the sound created, as “…liberating, like/White birds mixed with black, a fierce flock/Of notes into the hospital’s vaulted lobby.” As the poem concludes, we realize that we are all “the survivors” of the poem’s title, joined, like Joshua and those drawn to hear his performance, in the universal struggle to confront our shared mortality.
Music in its many forms is an important complementary healing modality. Programs such as MusiCorps aid wounded veterans in recovering from the trauma of war; world-renowned cellist Yo-Yo Ma speaks often of music’s therapeutic power. No wonder countless physicians are also accomplished musicians. With its emphasis on language’s musical qualities, ranging from percussive spoken word to metrical formal verse, poetry also harbors a comparable healing potential. In “The Survivors,” we experience how music heals in both these vernaculars, first in its overt depiction of a piano concerto played in a hospital lobby, and then expressed in the measured, syllabic stanzas of the poem itself (that call to mind the stanzaic structure of another poem linking music and healing, John Donne’s “Hymn to God, My God, in My Sickness”). Music’s capacity for connecting us, thus soothing suffering’s isolation, is more than our immersion in Chopin’s mellifluence, but is further illustrated by the poem’s central image of an audience of both patients and passersby gathered in a circle around the performer, himself a former patient. That music and poetry can somehow both contain and unlock intense emotions is dramatized in the pianist’s fingers flying across the keys, and felt in the sound created, as “…liberating, like/White birds mixed with black, a fierce flock/Of notes into the hospital’s vaulted lobby.” As the poem concludes, we realize that we are all “the survivors” of the poem’s title, joined, like Joshua and those drawn to hear his performance, in the universal struggle to confront our shared mortality.