May 2008

The 15th Annual Carol A. Bowman Creative Writing Contest for Medical Students

About the judges:

Janeta Tansey, MD, holds an undergraduate degree in philosophy from Creighton University and is currently a PhD candidate at the University of Iowa Department of Religious Studies. She completed her MD at Loyola Stritch School of Medicine and psychiatry residency at the University of Iowa. Dr. Tansey currently works with the Holden Comprehensive Cancer Care Center to provide and improve psychosocial care and serves as director of medical student education in psychiatry. She is a recipient of the 2007-2008 UI Collegiate Teaching Award.

Hugh Ferrer, MFA, is the associate director of the International Writing Program and the fiction editor of the Iowa Review. He holds an undergraduate degree from Princeton University and an MFA from the Iowa Writers’ Workshop. His course, “Readings for Writers,” introduces UI undergraduates to the literary culture of Iowa City.

Sponsored by the UI Carver College of Medicine Program in Biomedical Ethics and Medical Humanities

Co-sponsored by the UI Carver College of Medicine's Writing Program.

Created by Richard Caplan, M.D.


Fall

by Shandhini Raidoo, '11

While I explored the branches of the external carotid artery
All the leaves fell off the tree on the corner by my apartment;
The shallow leaf lake below it
has deepened
I would bury myself up to my knees
if I had the time
to walk through it.

While I memorized the budding of endocytotic vesicles
The bright yellow twin trees turned grey and bare
As I ride by I think how
their chlorophyll has given up and fled
It is an automatic, fleeting thought
As my bike wheels whirr.

While I cycled CO2, whisked away in the Krebs cycle
The ladybugs left the park across the street.
Had I time to sit there now
(which I don’t)
I would be surrounded by a stillness
Unpunctured
by my tiny friends.

Somehow it has turned cold
I ride my bike to school in the dark
To home in the dark
Somewhere outside, while I ran on
my medical school hamster wheel
An entire season passed me by;
I pedal faster on my bike.

Now, while I fight my way through
the tangles of the brachial plexus
A lecturer is droning about cost per life years gained
(in healthcare evaluation)
I wonder about the cost per years of my life
(in evaluation of my health). I realize That the law of diminishing returns does not have to apply
to me.