A Student of Faith and Failure
If not determination, / If not strength of will, / If not true passion, / If not a desire to heal
Tag: poetry
Contributing Writer
University of Arizona College of Medicine-Tucson
Nathan Sherman is a medical student at the University of Arizona College of Medicine-Tucson.
Count The Snakes You See
you may have seen / serpents before / on a white coat lapel / or a hospital door
The Madness
There is a writhing feeling deep within me / below the surface but always present / With the passing years it creeps up silently / searching for release.
Anencephaly
Normally I’m itching / hustling / to be involved in a delivery.
Away Rotation
Am I in the right place? / What’s this person’s name again? / I discovered the door code! / No more waiting outside for someone to let me in.
Minneapolis
Your scent, black, / like coffee the morning after. / The boy’s blue coat is yours.
Good Morning, Howard
“Good morning, Howard. I love you” / James whispered at seven o’ clock / Every morning / Like clockwork
Nuchal Stupidity
Young eyes awake to a febrile surprise / amid a quake of jittering limbs, / a clonic fit whose master cried / and shook the serenity of his crib.
Medicine and Nothing Else
Year 1, year 2, year 3, year 4 / Each year you learn a little more / Before graduating in four / Always yearning for more
The Battle of Midday
Terrified beyond belief I never thought I’d be. / I’m overcome, I’m overrun, with little left to show. / I’m standing still, the world a thrill, my watching from within — / this room of mine, it’s time to shine —
Don’t Stop This Train
An adolescent youth at Philadelphia FIGHT had an impressive display of might. / He could have easily passed as an adult / Although he didn’t look the sight he shared a complex story of plight / And the many woes in his life that he’s had to make right.
The Exam
Once upon a Thursday dreary, as I pondered facts and theory, / Doubtful I had ever studied physiology before. / While I nodded, almost napping, suddenly there came a tapping / As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my house’s door.
Contributing Writer
Medical College of Georgia
Abigail Cline, PhD is a third year medical student at Medical College of Georgia in Augusta, Georgia. She received her doctorate from University of Georgia in 2012 in Biochemistry and Molecular Biology. Her current interests include Dermatology, Medical Ethics, Medical Education, and Translational Medicine. Her hobbies are baking, working out, and movies.