Blind Girl

“Hey—” it’s her
she is looking for us
she is smiling among the flowers, so beautiful
what is she doing downstairs? outside
the world is radiant with spring again
she is the one patch of darkness in all this sun

she grins with pleasure when she sees us
she is—blind
she must have fallen in love with one of us boys

in the sunlight we are all blind
in the spring we are all blind

BLIND GIRL