caught in the reflection
in the glasses on the desk
perched on books and papers
here, now more than for reading
i realize… and ask
what do i see there?
the window
sharp lines
on more glass
and sunlight that falls over me
more
what do i see there?
gentle curve of metal frame
while the seeing is held
through them
what don’t i see there
when i am wearing them?
seeing now
from the other side
of the lens..
the lines and shape
the light and shadow
the moment
and everything that i don’t see
looking through
looking away
~
lei fraser 