Sunday, March 24, 2019

Creekside After a Flood


Camp chair on a sandy bank
in the shade of willows
cool air warm sun
musical waters
lulled
into complacency
oblivious of the reshaped watercourses
flattened saplings
and tangled debris



Cataract developed as predicted.
More surgery to come.
Trying to see is very tiring. 
Distortion, darkness, no detail, little color, on the right. 
Floaters on the left.


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