I am the editor for The Orchards Poetry Journal. I live in Southern California and enjoy traveling, sewing, hiking, and attending poetry events. Website
I thank the Lord for marvelous eyes that
transform small piles of books upon my bench
into a multicolored June bouquet
of blooms, and hide long smudges on the French
doors every time the kitten rubs her paw
against the pane. For eyes that never see
clothes falling from a laundry basket, or
detect the chips on a piano key.
I thank the Lord for eyes that are unlike
my husband’s—always rolling in dismay
at beds unmade, and going crossed when large
spoons mix with small, inside the kitchen tray.
©2017 Karen Kelsay
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