If I loved poetry as much as I said…

Wouldn’t I have swum the Bosporus with one leg
Tied to the other, emulating Byron
Or at least taken a bite of my heart—
You know the allusion—
You see the hypocrisy of the matter
For you also carry your umbrella
When there’s no sign of rain
Secretly believing
Risks are unwise
Then I remember:
I’m blind
And I cross city streets
Without a fetish
Just plunge

Author: skuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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