Where are Beckett’s spectacles

Where are Beckett’s spectacles?
I need them. Did I say this or only think it?
I need his glasses—not for my eyes—
But to wear, pushed up
On my head
So I can see the tall grasses
Of hopeless reincarnations

Author: stevekuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University View all posts by stevekuusisto