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Today the surgeons shut you down,
open, patch you, put in plastic. . .
and not a single Sign of the Cross.
Spirit? They don't try to tackle
the larger problems, the problems
Lazar Riverius posed.
In the old days, you opened your arms
in diastole, swelling with welcomes.
In rushed the blood, in came air. . .
Razzamatazz! The humors mixed and,
heart, you created spirit.
Now that was accomplishment.
So fine and mysterious,
spirit descended like dew
into a thicket of body parts.
Spirit ascended like steam,
informing Riverius' head
with movement and memory.
Spirit rattled his arteries
To the Heart of Lazar Riverius, Galenist Physician. Ann Intern Med. 1989;110:329. doi: https://doi.org/10.7326/0003-4819-110-4-329
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