Hugh Cobb Poems

How must it be to see with compound eyes:
myriad images of the same view
each with a slightly different focal length?
How can your nervous system not overload,
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Equinox passed: (a pause so slight
if you blink you could miss it entirely.)
Persephone has not yet returned to Demeter:
Hades is frozen with grief at her leaving,
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Making lists -
a substitute for action
emotion, all human transactions
cross indexed kept sterile
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I find myself envious of extinction:
Snail Darters & other species hanging on the brink...
More envious still of those already vanish'd
from our corrupted & polluted plane
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Worlds are altered, not destroyed:
physics echoes metaphysics.
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Pain & pressure in my head
intense, almost unbearable
gives warning soon I might be dead...
(A condition quite past care-able.)
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Seven years since your eyes
closed for the last time
forever.
Scrub clad in whites or greens,
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in vino veritas
so goes the phrase
& so t'would seem to be:
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Missing element defies sleep:
I wake up calling names,
illusion's plaything -
only you're never there
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Too much of this, yet ne'er enough, for you
alone can fill this empty void within my heart
wherein reason fails & of mem'ry all is rue.
I beg you lady, to begin. What's left is all your part.
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