Looking at Looking

by

Frank Valentyn

It’s not that you just look at them
but you look in such a way
as if you’d like to do something
she complained

It’s qualitatively different
from looking at any other beauty
(this I surmise that she surmises)
I’m free to stare and ponder
at yonder-blues of crag and cleft
skies, seas or cerulean woods
get lost in them even

There was forgetfulness
for some moments
of the uninstinctive fact
that I belong less to this world
than to her instincts

And there I saw entirely
a different kind of beauty

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