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Light

Poetry, Seth Kronick


If you look at a lightbulb long enough,

just as it is turned on,

you’ll realize that it keeps getting brighter and brighter

until it doesn’t,


Or maybe it’s because

you were just staring at a light in the first place

that you now see

less of the bulb and more of the light.


It kind of reminds me

how a poem

is just a scramble

of letters,


but a scramble of letters

makes up the words

which make up the images

which make up the poem.


My dear grandmother,

under a bright, clear sky,

was the first person to reprimand

my staring at the sun.


It would hurt my eyes,

just like what she said

about looking cross-eyed—

I’d “stay that way!”


. . . still looking towards the light, pondering

about the things that we write on,

the things we shed light on

are the things we can’t leave in the dark.


 

Seth Kronick is a poet from Southern California. His poetry has appeared in journals such as Trash Panda, Frogpond, Poetry Pea, and Papers Publishing among other publications. He is currently pursuing a B.A. degree in Creative Writing from CSULB.


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