What the Eye doesn’t See, the Heart doesn’t Grieve, by Neil Fulwood

Something glints in the shadows
and the eye looks away.

Breaking news on the bar-room TV
and the eye scurries
to the dartboard, the pool table.

A headline stark as a tombstone
and the eye looks for cracks
in paving stones or faces in clouds.

A placard, a sign, a banner,
several dozen gathered in protest
and the eye checks a smartphone app
for alternative routes, other things to do.

The eye distracts itself with clickbait.
The eye relaxes in the dark of the cinema.
The eye finds its forte binge-watching Netflix.
The eye and the brain want the heart untroubled.


Neil Fulwood was born in Nottingham. His pamphlet ‘Numbers Stations’ is published by Black Light Engine Room Press; and his debut collection, ‘No Avoiding It’, by Shoestring Press.

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