Under Glass

by Michael Givton

I can see everything.
It sharpens the image, clears it,
filters glare, radiation, bias.
I know the details. I know how everything is done.
I have seen through the glass.

And in seeing I know,
more than those who have experienced.
I am without the prism cell
of immediacy
and involvement
and self.

Oily smears remain from the tip of my nose.
I see their pores and know their details.
and yet some small and ancient star
continues to implode.

I watch from the other side of the glass,
so clear, sharp, educational.
I glaze over, numb.
It filters bias, glare, radiation.

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Last Updated: March 9, 1997