In the past decade, having retired from my work as a clinical psychologist, I embarked on a study of World War I (about which, like most Americans, I knew little), with an emphasis on facial injury and repair (about which I knew even less). I was also studying the art of poetry and began to write poems about the men whose faces I saw in the books I read, whose journals were quoted there, and whose photographs and case notes I studied in the Gillies Archives.
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