The spacious, glass-walled entrance hall to the Corning Museum of Glass houses a lone Dale Chihuly sculpture of twisting greenish tentacles. As I walked in the doors, a part of me felt vaguely disappointed; I had been hoping for a vibrant display of madly colorful glass. Little did I know how much of that dazzling spectacle I would find.
In April 1841 Joseph E. Snodgrass, an American physician, editor, and occasional correspondent with Edgar Allan Poe, contributed a poem to a Baltimore newspaper. “To My Spring-Lancet” praises a tool then carried by all doctors. Snodgrass’s poetry memorably reflected the public faith in bloodletting as medical treatment.