One Eye [Senryū]

cat stares
through one good eye,
like a bond villain.

Fly [Lyric]

They say that each and every single fly
Has five thousand lenses in each eye:
A three-sixty view from toes to rump,
And thus I become the fly-swatting chump.

Still Eye [Haiku]

along the seashore,
 everything is in motion,
  but the crow's eye.

Crow’s Eye [Haiku]

the crow's eye
remains glued on me
as its head swivels

POEM: Eye

A girl pressed her palms against her eye sockets.

Was she trying to keep her eyeballs from popping out?

Or was she trying to make sure something didn’t get into her eye?

If it was the latter, I don’t think it was matter she sought to keep out–

not grit, acid, iron filings, or any of the other nasties that get in an eye.

No. She was making a light-tight seal.

So, she was really trying to keep something out of her brain.

Light is just light.

It takes a brain to dance photons into a horror story.

DAILY PHOTO: Nepali Eyes

Bhaktapur, Nepal; Seen on a cable spool

 

Taken in April of 2018 in Bhaktapur, Nepal; Bas-relief on door frame

 

Kathmandu; On a pillar at the base of the stairs to the monkey temple (Swayambhunath)

 

Kathmandu; Minor stupa

 

Kathmandu; Near Kathesimbu Stupa, I believe

 

Kathmandu; On the [in]famous Freak Street