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Diana Sanders
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Not all eyes are
equal and yet..
I
Squid looks up to the surface
with one small eye
and down to the depths
with a big one.
Bioluminescence twinkles
and squid contemplates the eyes
of the box jelly fish unsure of which
of its twenty four to look in.
II
The eye in my mind remembers eyes
that drew me in and held me close.
Eyes that looked beneath surfaces
and filled with ocean water.
III
The bay scallop’s hundred
eyes shine with such brilliance
that I have to look away
but the after image floats
darkly like a hooded angel.