These poems have everything to do with the hospital. These poems have nothing to do with the hospital. This is the psychosis of the word/ward. The personal and the mythic. Obsessive and unrequited love. The twisted syntax of imagery and phrases. They conceal and expose. For those whom there is no outside ward: the Old Testament God, Plato, the mythic Irish legend Cuchulain, 19th century teenage poet Arthur Rimbaud, high wire artist The Great Wallenda, the mystery woman in the ward Kingsley, and the women of the inner landscapes Mary, Zoe, the Hazard Woman, and the Nihilistic Ticket Girl. Not to mention the author. Life is lived on consignment. Some of these poems were written while the poet suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder. Or perhaps, they were written on the other side of there.
Sir Robert Anderson was born in Dublin, Ireland and was of Scottish descent. His father was an elder in the Irish Presbyterian Church and he was raised in a religious home. Anderson's conversion took place after listening to a sermon delivered by John Hall.
Sir Robert Anderson graduated from Trinity College, Dublin, in 1862 and was called to the Irish Bar in 1863. He later became Assistant Commissioner of the Metropolitan Police and Chief of the Criminal Investigation Department at Scotland Yard. When he retired in 1901, he was made Knight Commander of the the Order of the Bath. W. H. Smith, on the floor of the House of Commons, said Sir Robert "had discharged his duties with great ability and perfect faithfulness to the public."
Sir Robert Anderson was the chief inspector for Scotland Yard. He was greatly respected for his skill as an investigator. When Anderson wasn't writing on subjects related to crime, he wrote books on Christian prophecy. He helped establish the fact that 69 of Daniel's 70 weeks have now transpired, and that the tribulation will be the 70th week. Sir Robert Anderson's book, The Coming Prince, has become a foundational resource for all dispensationalists.
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