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Eyes

 

Eyes empty visions of life from the forest. Eyes empty wide rivers.

Eyes empty tree carved canoes washed up under weeping willows.

Unplugged blue eyes erase love;

Eyes close to the groans of technical ecstasy in 4G.

 

Unemployed eyes wither in winter’s white noise.

Eyes search for acoustic faith.

Eyes drown in whirlpools of blindness.

Eyes starve below default blue screen seas.

 

Oblitus oculos mori lento mortem.

(Forgotten eyes die a slow death)

 

 

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15 thoughts on “Eyes

  1. the eyes like empty wide rivers made me shiver a bit..love the latin at the end…Oblitus oculos mori lento mortem… gives a perfect closure to a fine poem henry (oh…i pronounced henry french style..thought i’d let you know…smiles)

  2. Shawna says:

    LOVE this, Henry. The repetition of “eyes” is so effective. Great sound and rhythm.

    My favorites:
    “Eyes close to the groans of technical ecstasy”
    “Unemployed eyes wither in winter’s white noise”

  3. This is a short powerful portrayal of what the technologized body/psyche can become. Will it blind us to the natural beauty that the world offers us? The question will hang in the air, become reality perhaps, and each individual will need to answer it lest they become less than human, I believe.

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