Materia Poetica

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By Sylvia Seroussi Chatroux
Hardcover

 

A wonderful and rare book!

Dr. Sylvia Seroussi Chatroux’s first book, Materia Poetica comprises 101 original poems on homeopathic remedies. Many of the poems are illustrated with antique woodcuts of the plants from which the remedies are derived.


With a combination of humor, imagination, and careful research, Sylvia has taken a poetic snapshot of each remedy, incorporating its indications and effects into the whimsical lines. Homeopathy is at its essence a “healing art,” and nothing captures that art more elegantly that Sylvia Chatroux’s unique volume of poetry Materia Poetica.

  • Small, elegant volume bound in green cloth with gold leaf lettering
  • Includes a satin ribbon bookmark
Reviews

"Materia Poetica takes the highlights and small points of homeopathic remedies and turns them into unforgettable portraits that beg to be read out loud." - Deborah Gordon, MD, Homeopathic Physician, Ashland, OR

"Materia Poetica is engagingly instructive, a fun way to grasp the intricacies of homeopathic medicine." - Gloria Schwartz, ND, Naturopathic & Homeopathic Physician, Ashland, OR
"The poems are lively, fun, unpretentious, and full of humor, just like Sylvia." - Willa Esterson, CCH, Homeopathic Physician & Instructor, Santa Cruz, CA

 

"Sylvia has managed to include most of the major keynotes of each remedy while the poems read with a lively zest and humor that is thoroughly charming." - Nancy Herrick, MA, PA, Homeopathic Physician & Cofounder of Hahnemann College of Homeopathy & Hahnemann Clinic, Berkeley, CA

Sample Poem

ARNICA

If you ever bang your head
And get what’s called an egg
Bruised with black and blue
Or you should sprain your leg
If you’re feeling kind of sore
From bonks or rusty limbs
You’ve overdone the marathon
Or took too long a swim
Or perhaps there was a trauma
You claimed that you were well
You sent the doctor far away
And the rest of us to hell
You never did recover
You’ve never been the same
The bed feels way too hard
Healing’s not your game
In brief, you’re bruised and cranky
And you feel all beaten up
Arnica will come in handy
Put it in your cup

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