I had an eye exam
online for the first time
today to renew my license
We live in a land
of enjambment
and enchantment
where no one is expected
to read through to
the bottom line's end
And while my outward vision
has deteriorated lately
my inward keeps
improving with age
(although it's equally true
my third eye gets
more easily tired now
when working outside
on a bright spring day)
A younger poet’s
intimacy with decay
must be hard won
whereas such knowledge
comes naturally to me
as an older one
For whom each line crossed
has earned a distinctive edge
