Cataract surgery, the left eye today Which means I that while I can see through the right The left side of the world is an iridescent pinkish blue Through which only a few shapes can be perceived
And that’s fine (altho’ I keep tapping the wrong keys) Sometimes we should look at the world differently Think of Ransom on Lewis’ Malacandra Or John Carter on Edgar Rice Burroughs’ Mars
When you can see through only one lonely eye Our home planet too is strange and wild
Cataract (but not the cataracts of the Nile) surgery for me was easy, quick, and painless. I'm looking forward to seeing much better.