Hands
Hands fought an axe once.
Best friends, it was a cordial tussle but
well, the odds were against the hands anyway,
and now there's a trickle of blood
and the axe feels sorry.
Swathed in beeswax and oats
the hands still heft the blade,
it arcs over the shoulder
whistling a tune in the cold winter,
the kind of winter that gnaws joints,
numbs hangnails -- it was one of those
brisk and golden winters
the hands and axe stood vigilant
under a canopy of branches
while I slept safely
and owls swept the distance.
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In ancient Greece, the asclepion was a healing temple dedicated to Asclepius, the God of Medicine. Asclepius learned the art of surgery from the centaur Chiron and had the ability to raise the dead. The Rod of Asclepius is a roughhewn branch entwined with a single serpent.
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Hi! I am Craig Chen, a third year resident physician in anesthesiology at Stanford Hospitals and Clinics. I went to medical school at the University of California, San Francisco. Prior to medical school, I studied philosophy and biology at Stanford University, along with a minor in creative writing.
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