The Wound Dresser
At noon, if you’ll just take a walk in the park, sit
on the green bench by the ale-colored pond and wait
she’ll come to carefully lift
the blowzy bandage off your wound, cauterize
the gaping hole with warm sunlight
and stuff it with soft white gauze from a cloud.
O you’ll limp back to the office feeling better—
but of course the wound is fatal.
- © George Young 2023
George, a retired internal medicine physician living in Boulder, Colorado, has had two full length collections of poetry published: “Spinoza’s Mouse,” Washington Prize, given by Word Works, and “The Astronomer’s Pearl,” Violet Reed Haas Prize, given by Snake Nation Press.
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