Broad Breast-front
My friend M showed me her haiku on being dazzled by a mirror:
sunlight blinds the sight
flash off a polished surface
golden circles float
Trained by writing workshops to seek the specific
as a sign of the real and of truth-telling,
I asked her why she wrote sight, instead of eyes,
and polished surface, instead of mirror.
She said the eyes can see the mirror, or hubcap, or broad breast-front,
only past the flash
dazzled by the sun the eyes
fail to see to see
Plan for this poem-in-progress
sunlight blinds the sight
flash off a polished surface
golden circles float
Trained by writing workshops to seek the specific
as a sign of the real and of truth-telling,
I asked her why she wrote sight, instead of eyes,
and polished surface, instead of mirror.
She said the eyes can see the mirror, or hubcap, or broad breast-front,
only past the flash
dazzled by the sun the eyes
fail to see to see
Plan for this poem-in-progress
Comments
You've got a quite distinctive voice, Jee. Enjoying your poems.