What Are You Looking At? - By Marjorie Block

It happens when you’re not looking. 

Sometime after the middle and towards the end 

when it’s easy to miss the fine silver thread 

waving from the middle of your chin. 


Unlike the shallows and the crags 

the Rorschachs that shift 

remind you where you’ve been 

where you’re going. 


Come closer. Look at the eyes 

resting most of their lives on the pages of books 

where the living and the dead 

wake you-feed you 

with little more than words 


and if you’re still-nudge you 

to notice the night sky 

starring Venus-goddess of beauty 

shining in the window 

lighting up the dark.

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