Standard Posted by Christine Klocek-Lim Posted on November 14, 2016 Posted under free verse Comments Leave a comment Every thirty eight seconds by M. Sakran Every thirty eight seconds Every thirty eight seconds, the chemotherapy pump, cries out, as another shot, is fired. by M. Sakran Editor’s Note: Though the form of this poem is not strictly haiku, the simple, spare lines carry great weight. Share this:TwitterFacebookGoogleEmailPinterestTumblrLike this:Like Loading... Related #poem#poetryfree verseM. Sakran Post navigation ← From the archives – Symphony #9 by Martin Willitts Jr. Motion is medicine, you tell me by Alan Walowitz → Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.