CAMOUFLAGE
By JANET GHIO
Yossi Sapirshtein
Square box with sharp corners,
a lid that fits tight.
Corrugated cardboard that
doesn’t let in light.
You may lift the lid a smidgen
or pierce it with a pin.
Turn my box upside down
and maybe climb in.
We see more clearly in the darkness,
The light shines through your eyes.
There may be things I cannot fathom
but that’s part of the surprise.
Nestle in my darkness, and cover
me, but do not grieve,
or lift the lid gently, and
replace it as you leave.
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“My poem seeks to convey the hidden inner turmoil the subject is experiencing by exposing its deep rooted passion in an elusive manner, thus avoiding direct rejection and creating convergence through camouflage.” — Janet
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This entry was in answer to our Poetry Expo’s muse of “Convergence.” We enjoyed the psychological high concept Janet offered . . . “Convergence through camouflage” is indeed tasty food for thought.