Thirty-Two Years Later

[nibbed]

Hello. Interesting read, just a bit musty. That's how I felt reading it, though I don't know why or why I am even saying musty...I also wondered about the title and if the narrator is edging toward sarcasm? Interesting poem!



She pulls her eyes
out of their sockets,
holds them tightly
in each hand,
and tells me,

"See the things
I have seen,
the wonders.
This is my gift
to you."                                                        

I hold them close to me,
try to look through them.                               -These parts, so far, are pretty awesome.

I suppose it is the law                                       -The composition and rhythm stumbles in this stanza
of nature their warm sight
fades a bit to dry and hollow—

But these eyes have seen                                -have seen, ever seen, a bit redundant, rushed expression-perhaps intentional?
all the fragments of everything
good and bad ever seen—

my hoary silence, the fat                                 -more stumbling and disorder in the stanza,
of the day, a declension                                    though after the comma I found a lovely phrase.
of starlings against our sky.    



Thank you for the interesting read.  
All the best. Janine