I would have to see them

This week's poem, as always, with a touch of Aphantasia.

One touched by the hand of James Laughlin (1914-1997).

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she asked me what flowers I 
like and I rattled off the names

of a few that I remember liking 
like wisteria because it droops

and honeysuckle for the same 
reason   then blue snapdragons

leapt at me   ones that I doubt 
somehow ever existed so I told

her I would have to see them.


after some moments I realized
that I may just like flowers that

are falling like stars   soon after-
wards I could listen to her more.

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Glimpses at the Dark

Please share this with any aphants you might have in your life. I am highly curious to know if any of this resonates with others whose mind’s eyes are dark.

—Alex

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