In Art of Surgery, A. F. Moritz considers his experiences in the hospital whilst undergoing heart surgery. Initially, a certain sadness pervades Moritz’s meditations. The poet asks if we have lost the ability to find beauty and to create meaningful connections with one another. Lost, we often don’t know our own names, let alone those of others. Our memory remains ephemeral, perhaps illusory. Yet, while it may mean having to step away from the past, Moritz proposes a new journey, an interior “imagining.” The poems’ own beauty and rhythmic musicality both reflect and usher in a new attunement to the forces of life and love which appeared to be lost.