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WUSTL Life-Lines

Washington University in St. Louis has been inviting daily poetry submissions.  I submitted the following, which was published here.

The Human Eye

Don’t call me Ishmael;
I’m tired of that talk.
I live beyond the Whale
And reside now with the flock.

Oh, in harmony beneath the sky!
No longer seeking the celestial or the True;
Against waves of Fate, only an If am I.
Just a possibility beneath cerulean blue…

- James B. Moog

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