Sheaves of Grass **A Collection of Poems |
by K. Violet * 2002 |
The hand draws the hand, then picks up a pen. But both begin to sweat, palms extended for surgery. Fear and bravery guide them, one palm to massage brain tissue while the other goes to work, drawing blood, sampling tissue for examination, understanding and exposure to the light. The audience oooos and aaaahs as mysteries of yesterdays are revealed, the players, the scars, long wooded trails, and hope. Patient's hands and surgeon's touch give insight and understanding that ease suffering and light the path. |
Literal Surgery |
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