Art Practice - 2026, 01

Turns out, since I don't have a sense of what makes a good poem, I write these pretty quickly, having filled my yearly quota before April of 2025. I think I should use this opportunity to expand this into something more challenging to me, which is why alongside an English poem, this will feature poems in at least one other language, probably on the same topic.

Glasses

There once was duck wearing glasses
who insisted on taking dive classes.
Whenever it dipped,
it's whole vision flipped,
it's vision-aid plopped in molasses.

眼鏡

微かな像、
硝子で漏れるだ、
新幻。