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"Cataracts" - Juliet Wilson

The now dangerous sun-

Light glares my misted eyes.

Everything is soft focus

Even the deluge

Threatening to destroy us.

Our way of life

Fades to sepia

Like an ageing photo

At the bottom

Of a memory box.

Darkness falls.

A broken moon rises

Above the neon city.

The aura round the street lights

Has the same garish beauty

As an oil-slick rainbow.


Juliet Wilson is a short sighted adult education tutor and conservation volunteer based in Edinburgh, Scotland. She blogs at and can be found on Twitter @craftygreenpoet. She has had cataract surgery on her right eye.


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