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title: "There are no other eyes like mine right now"
series: moon photos
| There are no other eyes like mine right now:
| the blue-with-layered-golden, like a thread
| pulled through water, or the shadow of a plane
| on a lake's surface. Underneath the fish
| watch, gape-eyed, bleary, for just a moment
| before turning to other things, more pressing.
| Fish concerns, mysterious to us. There are
| no other eyes like the fishes', either, but once,
| long ago or maybe long from now, the eyes
| were, will be alike, seeing the same riverbed from
| the same vantage, holding the same opinions,
| in general if not specific. Our anthems will rhyme.
| Or did. Or will again, if given enough time.