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BUTTERFLY EYES by Lee Evans

Lee Evans | Jul 11th, 2019 | poetry | No Comments

Poem

I live in a glass house.
When I leave home, I cannot see–
everything is a blur.

Dependent on my fixity,
I yearn for the great beyond.
I have wings to fly away.

Seeking gardens of delight,
fluttering flower to flower–
such is my hazy desire.

If only I could discern
the revelations on my wings–
the elusive itinerary.

Without these walls of clarity
between myself and what I seek,
the world is just too hard to read.

Poet Bio

Lee Evans lives in Bath, Maine and works for the local YMCA. He seems to have condensed his biography into the poem “Butterfly Eyes”.

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