Eye Eye! What you are?

                                                                    Eye Eye! What you are?

Introduction

Written in blank verse, my poem is an attempt to draw parallels between and distinguish medical and poetic notions of the eye. Here the word ‘eye’ is used as a poetic anchor upon which all meaning is woven. 

Poem proper

Eye! Eye! Oh radiant sky! 

What are you that makes us fly?

The infant’s eye knows no sight 

Yet, its twinkle muffles a fight

The eye of the storm begets calm 

Yet it forces reading many a palm

More – the worker’s eye on a farm

Is much prone to fungal harm

Bards and poets laurel the eye

Be it many? – we know not that 

The eyes of the spies; The eyes of the fish

The eye of the deity; The eye of the pyramid

Many a ball does roll round around 

Until spirit supreme is found

For our earthly human lot 

The eye of sight is all that is thought

Torches and glasses, tests and creams

Faces beam and mouths gleam,

Icy pry and eyes that cry

The white coats strive – no sigh!

The inward eye, The outward eye, 

The eye of wisdom, The eye of sight,

What are you that bids me smile 

And all those whose stand in line?