I ran across this poem in a book of Lowell's on the gutenberg project site. It was titled simply "Fragment." Lowell, as you no doubt know, was among the Imagist poets of the early 20th century.
link to short video/reading:
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Tuesday, February 6, 2018
Eye Doctor
Asked to read lines of letters and numbers projected
on a wall, my eyes confuse G with O and 2 with Z.
The doctor puts large drops of rain in my eyes,
and my eyes get stoned.
He puts a contraption on his head. To my eyes,
it makes him look like a cyborg ant-eater.
A gentle torturer, he shines bright light behind
my eyeballs, and I feel like I'm in a movie from 1971.
He tells me I have "divergence inconsistency"--one
eyeball's a lazy focuser, or is on a work slow-down.
When the doctor giggles, he sounds like Jim Backus
as Mr. Magoo. My ears see the humor in this.
hans ostrom 2018
on a wall, my eyes confuse G with O and 2 with Z.
The doctor puts large drops of rain in my eyes,
and my eyes get stoned.
He puts a contraption on his head. To my eyes,
it makes him look like a cyborg ant-eater.
A gentle torturer, he shines bright light behind
my eyeballs, and I feel like I'm in a movie from 1971.
He tells me I have "divergence inconsistency"--one
eyeball's a lazy focuser, or is on a work slow-down.
When the doctor giggles, he sounds like Jim Backus
as Mr. Magoo. My ears see the humor in this.
hans ostrom 2018
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