Cataracts draw milky cream
Across his eyes, concealing lucid,
Saline pools seasoned with hindsight
And dream residue. They spill away
Into bottomless furrows, retracing
The mirrors of his life, irrigating hoary
Stubble, and wrinkling the crumpled
Leaves of an ancient scroll, one page
Not yet scribed. Gnarled, arthritic
Fingers unfurl pensive musings long ago folded
Into a hope chest, and pinned
To a quickened heartbeat.
Iridescent rainbow beams knit kestrel
Wings to shadow bones. A veil,
Tattered, reveals the limpid essence
First published in The Rainbow Rose in June, 2011.
Kevin Heaton was born in Council Grove, Kansas, and grew up in Oklahoma. He currently lives and writes in South Carolina. His work has appeared in a number of publications including Guernica, Rattle, Slice Magazine, Beloit Poetry Journal, The Adroit Journal, and Verse Daily. He is a Best of the Net, Best New Poets, and a three-time Pushcart Prize nominee.
Edited by August Wright