Day 700

Tonight I wrote what I believe is the best poem I’ve ever written. That might not be saying much since I haven’t written strict poetry in a few years and maybe I was never the greatest at it to begin with. But I am pleased with these three stanzas. I would post it here but I’m still deciding how I’m going to publish it (contests and etc.) and I think I want to display it along with audio of it being read because poetry is, at its core, an audible art form.
Anyways, you can bet it’s layered like an onion with metaphors and medical references. It’s a poem physicians (and physicians in training) will immediately be able to decipher and others I think will at least grasp the atmosphere around what I’m trying to say. It may sound corny, but when I finished it I just had this feeling like this is the kind of thing God always intended me to do. To combine these two worlds that seem so different but really aren’t.
As I see it now, medicine is my mythology. Like the authors who wrote so many classics, I will exploit it to the best of my abilities to make my art more compelling. And after being entrenched in it for so long, it comes as second nature.