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Depth of Field

Janet Kuypers
2/5/14

When I looked for you
at the crowded train station,

the masses grew dense
as I craned my neck,

until I saw your head
emerging from the sea.

Suddenly I couldn’t escape you,
you seemed so crystal clear

in that crazed commuter crowd,
because everything blurred away

as my focus grew sharper on you,
perfectly framed in my depth of field.

-

To this day, when I see you
outside, coming toward me,

I first see you at a distance,
but when I see you it seems

that everything about you
comes sharply into focus

and everything else in the world
fades into the background.

-

You don’t know this,
but when we face each other

seated for a meal, I sometimes
stare, at your temples,

or maybe the space under
your ear lobe. I just look.

At times like these,
I want to capture every inch,

every minute detail of you,
store it in my memory,

so I can have that sharp image
of you always in my mind.


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