Intraocular – by Geoff Page
Does every surgeon smile like mine,
breezily but tinged with caution?
They know statistics happen.
Hard not to like the words they use,
words like “intraocular”
and others that don’t scan so well
but work to churn the stomach,
the run of syllables that holds
the grinding up and sucking out
of tissue that has served you well,
albeit thickening of late.
I checked the whole thing out on Wiki
for details of its filigree,
to see how miracles are made and where
such confidence begins.
Suddenly, sans glasses,
I see new ranges reappear
complete with branches on a skyline,
hear the road-signs speak more freely.
Later there’ll be optics for
the smaller fonts up close.
St Matthew’s not too clear on how
Judeans saved by miracles
survived their first few weeks.
Gratefully, you’d have to think,
and wondering, with acuity,
how long a marvel lasts.
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Image: Fons Heijnsbroek - Wikimedia Commons
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