The Pronuncation Part by Flavian Mark Lupinetti (cover art)

Chapbook Poem: I Worry by Flavian Mark Lupinetti

I Worry

every time I enter the operating room
whether I made the correct diagnosis,
whether I planned the proper operation,
whether this 81-year-old man can endure the procedure.

I worry about the other members of my team.
Is my first assistant concentrating on this case,
or on whether we’ll finish fast enough
that she can pick up her kid after school?
Has my anesthesiologist’s focus faltered
because the hospital’s administrators threaten
to outsource his speciality to a private equity firm?
I worry about myself, am I paying total attention
to this double valve replacement,
suppressing all thoughts about the lump
my wife will have biopsied tomorrow?

Over thirty-five years, the list lengthens:
An electrical failure, immersing us in darkness
save for my battery-powered headlight.
A contaminated blood transfusion,
dooming the patient years from now.
A housefly, designs malign,
buzzing through the room,
airlighting a sinister brigade of bacteria.

I learned to worry about earthquakes
after one rattled my operating room
like a properly shaken martini
minutes after I opened the baby’s chest
but before I could get her
on the heart-lung machine.

But in all that time I never worried
whether a bomb would fall on me, a bomb
paid for by American taxes,
donated by an American president,
guided by American military intelligence,
the way bombs fell
on Dr. Hammam Alloh
on Dr. Medhat Saiham
on Dr. Ayman Abu al-Ouf,
and the way they continue to fall.

About the Poem


Author Bio

Flavian Mark Lupinetti (author photo)

Flavian Mark Lupinetti, a Pushcart nominated poet, fiction writer, and cardiac surgeon, received his MFA from the Vermont College of Fine Arts. He received first place awards in the 2023 Social Justice Poetry Contest sponsored by Sport Literate and the 2014 Betsy Sholl Poetry Award sponsored by Words and Images. His creative writing has appeared in Bellevue Literary Review, Cutthroat, december, Redivider, ZYZZYVA, and other publications, and his contributions to the scientific literature include more than 90 peer-reviewed papers, research studies, and monographs. A native of West Virginia, Mark now lives in New Mexico.


From The Pronunciation Part

The Pronuncation Part by Flavian Mark Lupinetti (cover art)

In his prize-winning poetry collection, The Pronunciation Part, based on his 35 years as a cardiothoracic surgeon, Flavian Mark Lupinetti presents the triumphs and tragedies of the practice of medicine. The reader will explore the operating room, the emergency room, the intensive care unit, and the secrets of the human heart—in every sense of the word.


Contents

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Three Poems by Jonathan Fletcher

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Book Excerpt: Challenger by Colleen S. Harris

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Four Poems by Christa Fairbrother

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Multilingualism and Metaphor: On Desire/Halves by Jaia Hamid Bashir

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Book Excerpt: Ars Poetica by Leigh Sugar

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