In Two Pools of Light
for Olivia Russell

amazing eyes, able to take in
worlds and whirls
me and you, yours and mine

able to make all the world hers
with her eyes

as if with eyes
she were able to hear, smell,
taste and see

how large they go
how large they grow
when she’s interested

greedy eyes, I do not mind
being devoured by

like drowning in two pools of light
when she lights up
when she looks up

what wealth of life in her invested

she makes who is without such fire
seem poverty stricken
suffering some deficit
deprivation of life, of light

what delights strike against her senses
I’d wonder

what affects her to her core
like windows, doors, opened
as wide as could be, for birdsong
every other element of summer

to enter the house,
echo in bone marrow


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2009
10.07.09