CLEARING UP Poem by Kerstin Hensel

CLEARING UP



In my desk
my pairs of old glasses
reveal my advances
in myopia
since nineteen sixty one.
Another drawer
reveals yellowed programs
play-acting revolution.

One over the other
I put on three glasses
to squint at my name
among those of the fading
players.

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