With One Eye Poem by Marieta Maglas

A flight
separates the sea from the sky.
Her glance caresses
the stillness. The flowers
scathed by hail
become bluish. They do not
die, yet. This life without
him is a tragedy. Her right
convictions sculpt
in sadness
as in a block of marble
a rocky embrace. The sun
is crying. There is only one

single eye in the core of this universe. He is still

extant
in-between the things
of her remembrance.

So many colors are catching her
that she cannot be
lighthearted. Their flux is tropic.
She blends them in a caramel.
These colors become negative
as the sounds coming from

a broken guitar. Her name is Eve, and
she waits
to be eaten by worms someday.

Poem by Marieta Maglas