photo_camera by Rene Bernal on Unsplash
We always look at the world, if
we pay attention.
In childhood
there is not enough attention to detail,
the large so real,
unable to assimilate,
the solidity always present for us to see
if we look
always at the world, if
it doesn’t vanish
before we finish looking
even O taste
and hear
touch
through telemetry
and microscope
stars’ delicate detail if
we could pay attention
and not be children all our lives.
Bruce Parker holds a BA in History from the University of Maryland Far East Division, Okinawa, Japan, and an MA in Secondary Education from the University of New Mexico. He has taught English as a second language, worked as a technical editor, and as a translator. He reads for Boulevard, lives in Portland, Oregon,and is President of the Oregon Poetry Association. His work has appeared in CIRQUE, The Inflectionist Review, Alembic, Cloudbank, Floyd County Moonshine, and elsewhere.
Contact information:
Bruce Parker
2530 N. Argyle St.
Portland, OR 97217-7022
443-514-6773
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