naked eye

Surface of silver, unerring

Obligated to none, as Sylvia told

Pristine mimicry, save for subconscious

Smudges of identity, an inheritance

Without frivolity, such docile echoes

Ghosts in the glass, void of flattery

Objective oculus, brutalities bare

Impartial lens, revelations of subtlety

Arbitrator of self, quietly beholden

To the naked eye


| a. duncan, 2019 |




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Amor et melle et felle est fecundissimus || Love is rich with both honey and venom

12 thoughts on “naked eye

    1. *and I am so grateful to be in the same artistic community as someone at your level of writing. I strive to be as flawless as you are with the pen, someday! Thank you, Bill. So much.


  1. My favorite lines and among others as well:

    “Smudges of identity, an inheritance

    Without frivolity”

    It rings a powerful yet poetic embrace to the sense and the heart of your words that you’ve poured out with such emotion. You voice is a perfection and so deep. I love everything about this poem of yours. Thank you for you always being you.

    And the title of your poem reminded me of this:

    Luscious Jackson – Naked Eye


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    1. Charlie – thank you so, so much. Your feedback is always so thoughtful, and humbling. It tells me you really read, absorb and consider the art. That means much to me.

      I’m also deeply amused because I have always loved that luscious Jackson song!! I would be lying if I said when contemplating the title – that song didn’t pop into my mind!!

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      1. You’re welcome, my friend.

        When I read any kind of work, I pay close attention and absorb the details; whether its pain, loneliness, Shakespearean, experimental, imaginative, etc. I feel a strong connection to any author when they put emotion, heart, and hard work onto paper. For that – bless you my friend. 🙂

        Luscious Jackson are awesome!
        You’ve chosen a great coincidental title. 🙂

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  2. Love your raw vivid language here – you’re so true about ‘ghosts in the mirror’ being a pale shadow of the real thing – so much gleaned from an ordinary object, you portrayed it brilliantly!

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