Four Eyes

Skittering black they cast for clues
Dart with reserve
And silent study

Careful they test the tides
Then twinkle
Deadpan mischief

His eyes of shy puzzlement
Conceal a trove
Of quiet savvy

***

Ice tender blue
Glass-framed glare
Unravels to quixotic gaze

All but disappear in smilesquints
Then vanish full
In weary retraction

His eyes of reproach
Mask so sheerly
A poet’s soul

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Four eyes
Two eyes
Too many

(January 2007)