
In Zaporizhzhia.
A dentist says appointments.
Have to be rescheduled.
At the last moment.
And there’ve been occasions.
When electricity disappeared.
During complicated surgery.
“If this happens.”
“We start our generators.
So we can finish.
What we have started.
There’s no other way.”
“We can’t tell the patient.
To come back tomorrow.
Literally a couple of weeks ago.
Power cuts became particularly frequent.”
“Of course they’re.
Very disruptive.”
He has to deal with.
Power cuts during surgery.
To perform urgent or.
Less complicated operations.
During blackouts.
He uses a head torch.
This is a skill.
He acquired and perfected.
While treating soldiers.
On the front line.
And his firm still provides.
Free or heavily discounted services.
For members of.
The ‘elves’ army.
“I can treat toothache.
Or swelling without electricity.
We’ve learnt to perform.
Surgery without electricity.”
In Zaporizhzhia.
A dentist says appointments.
Have to be rescheduled.
At the last moment.
And there’ve been occasions.
When electricity disappeared.
During complicated surgery.
“If this happens.”
*Because I read “’We’ve learnt to do surgery without electricity’: Ukraine’s power cuts worsen” by Vitaly Shevchenko on 6 Jul 2024, and also “Why are Ukrainians calling Russians ‘orcs’?” by James FitzGerald on 30 Apr 2022, on the BBC news.
So, I wrote this poem, as a story of dentist Volodymyr Stefaniv.
Please read the original story on the BBC news:
Ukraine war: Ukrainians struggle as power outages worsen (bbc.com)
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