Lynn Strongin
	One eye               after cataract surgery, sees ultra-violet one sees nicotine. Nicotia, what to do but keep training the globe, visions in thru it where it was cob-webbed like an attick pane: Eliza has gone stone- deaf, dumb, blind but she never had a thing to see, say, hear or taste. The best & the brightest, wind up vision in a skein to unspool at dawn Or shove it under where no light shines. Folklore Observed Flying Over North America (Lumberjacks & Lullabies) Fire-fox with frost in star-shaped ears,        triangular tulip mouth: ice-moon. Paul Bunyan with cloud-puff-muscles            pine-forest beard- bristle              darkening the Great Lakes. Patchwork fields of wheat his plaid mackinaw: the longbone of Tennessee his jaw-- Lumberjacks small as silver jacks & ball           roll under in forests. Lullabies diminish to pianissimo below the plane an island's being born rocking anger rocking anger in crude auburn manger to rest        is best: melting pot of metals, moon, sun: where love made lamps that landed us in immigration: I took it square on the chin: Folklore tunes, I hear them,           I see the shadows, they bear in.