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 Michael H. Levin: Poems and Prose  

THE EYES OF THE DEAD

that keep their shape

before dissolving into

rheumy mites, are pregnant


with cancelled dreams.

Peer as we might

what lies there


are our pygmy wishes.

More light, the poet

on his deathbed said,


let in more light

pink fingerlings of sunrise

on a fogbound lake


or woodland leaves

perhaps remain

in halls odiferous


with antiseptic swabs

and morphine drips

and unexpected pain

Johns Hopkins Hospital, March 2020

The Raven's Perch, June 7, 2021

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