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+title: "There are no other eyes like mine right now"
+subtitle: "(187)"
+series: moon photos
+tags:
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+| 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.