During John’s Surgery
FROM THE ONLINE CHAPBOOK THE JOHN AND MIM POEMS
During John’s Surgery
Miriam Levine
When they wheeled him in,
I locked myself in the car.
Gluey raindrops stuck
to the windshield like fish eggs.
A hairy man sulked by the hospital door,
an inch for a forehead like a werewolf’s.
He grimaced, showing his teeth,
and I shrank into myself.
If I had lived in ancient times
I would have believed my enemies
had prayed to Phobos, the god of fear
to shock me, like warriors before battle,
who slaughtered a bull and prayed,
as they dipped their hands in the gore.
The John and Mim Poems
Miriam Levine
2026
The John and Mim Poems is a portrait of a marriage and Miriam Levine’s gift to you.