Glen Armstrong
A cat’s eye is a marble
a bird’s eye is a view
flamingos used to sing about
the eyes I have for you
a bull’s eye is the center
or maybe a return
to something we imagined
before the bow was drawn
the full moon takes a month to wink
its glow is not its own
a planet needs a light source
when it is made of stone.
Glen Armstrong holds an MFA in English from the University of Massachusetts, Amherst and teaches writing at Oakland University in Rochester, Michigan. He edits a poetry journal called Cruel Garters and has two new chapbooks: Simpler Times and Staring Down Miracles. His work has appeared in Poetry Northwest, Conduit, and Cream City Review.
