Poems

Blind (2021)

By Peter Halstead

The early light explodes 
Around the bed, where we bridge
The gap between the roads
Of amber rays and distant foliage

Outside, boughs and branches lit
With the myopic floating haze
Of day, where the muted palette
Of our waking eyes spawns a blaze

Of blurry counterfeits, a prism
Of a hundred uncertain dramas
Where clarity is in fact a schism
That can blind us to the dioramas

Sprung from incandescent rainbows
In half-seen archipelagoes.

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