Operation Poem by June Stepansky
Operation
They wheel me to the operating room.
Before the anesthetic overpowers me,
I hear the nurse say,
“I never saw anyone fight so hard.”
I am a quiet fighter
given to pursuing phantoms,
formidable enemies.
This time, I survive
my loss of consciousness,
and go forth, like Don Quixote,
to tilt again at windmills.
Monday, April 29, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: enemies,fighter,loss
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