Peter is an Emeritus Professor of Community Psychiatry at Imperial College, London and a consultant in Lincolnshire Partnership NHS Foundation Trust. He was formerly the Editor of the British Journal of Psychiatry where he wrote a regular column strewn with rhyming doggerel. He now feels he can graduate to poetry, and sonnets attract him by their need to convert complexity to order.
Where are we? Still in epidemic mode Fenced in helpless by edict and control Thwarted daily from our intended role So we look ahead, our hope bestowed On the shining dawn when the open road To freedom's pastures will at last unfold A time when enterprise can fill the soul When we no longer let a microbe goad And steal the lives of those we love away Prisoners awake, soon no longer bound By the bleak orders that you must obey Instead all can line up in close array While waiting for the glorious horn to sound Our welcome to the darling buds of May