Blind Night night has a hollow interior where everything's soaked in absorbent black ink every particle of air that clamors against light's abandonment night looks for light any glimmer in an oil stain or in black glossy fabric and the tip of a match that causes and ends in ash banked in a fire pit night catches the glint of an old watch's hour hand painted decades ago with radium that was wet from the lips of girls moistening their brushes some nights streaking lights form dots in a puzzle shape to be connected by lines drawn by the eyeless mind but all of these with us fall in a cosmic black hole night looks for what is light not knowing what it is like the eye's black pupil even the lashes are black night gasps and blinks startled by recurring dawn Royal Rhodes Royal Rhodes is a poet and retired educator who lives in a small village in rural Ohio. He enjoys listening to Classical music and reading poetry, ancient and modern. His poems have appeared in numerous literary journals, including previously The Ekphrastic Review and its challenges, for which he is grateful.
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March 2025
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