On Being Blind

By Tali Sarnetzky

Like vampires, I mirrors hate,
For I have no use for those,
And the beauty of the rose
Must prick, almost like fate.
And Windows sense have never made,
As if installed to tease
Those who cannot enjoy with ease
The light and must know the shade.
Some advances of mankind,
Cars to drive and wars to win,
Which I cannot even begin
To understand, for I am in a bind.
Do not pity the lack of the perception!
Instead, observe a fresh conception.

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Filed under Issue 1, Poetry

One response to “On Being Blind

  1. Chaya Katz

    Insightful (no pun intended). Powerfully heightens awareness.

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