Indian Peaks Wilderness, Colorado By Aaron Spong

Indian Peaks Wilderness, Colorado by Aaron Spong

Now, to bring it back I stare, unfocused, into a middle distance. The speck floats, steady as a planet.

It was lost for good, I thought, the writing, but no, as the poet says and I quote, it is like a very faint star, if you look straight at it you can't see it but if you look a little to one side it is there. It's that speck, the floater in my right eye torn from the back of the retina and lodged a little to the right of my vision. The particle I kept trying to blink away and couldn't, nothing but irreversible loss, damage, until the eye became habituated, and I forgot. Now, to bring it back I stare, unfocused, into a middle distance. The speck floats, steady as a planet.

— Kinereth Gensler, "Writing Poetry. After William Stafford." (Poetry Foundation, May 1992) (via Mandy McHugh)

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