His open eyes, one catching the sun,
shining towards me – presumably
they still function optically:
recording, unmoved, unmoving, my presence;
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Everything about this poem is perfect... except where it resides now. It should be in an Anthology, The Best British Poems of 2008, along with the other living greats.
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Everything about this poem is perfect... except where it resides now. It should be in an Anthology, The Best British Poems of 2008, along with the other living greats.