---+++ First Stars My eyes were born with cataracts--I couldn't see at all.<br />The doctors did some surgeries when I was very small.<br />I wore the thickest glasses but I didn't realize--<br />Bilateral aphakia (no lenses in my eyes).<br /><br />The winter that I turned fifteen, a doctor came to town--<br />A skilled ophthalmic surgeon; one of letters and renown.<br />He lasered both my eyeballs and he cut through all the scars.<br />Before I couldn't see the moon--now I could see the stars.<br /><br />We drove out to my auntie's house, its farmlands clad in snow.<br />Where in the nigh-time sky there were a billion stars aglow.<br />The northern constellations and the Milky Way outspread<br />Looked glorious in ways my science teachers never said.<br /><br />Orion and his dogs I knew; the Pole star and the Square.<br />Draconis as he weaved his way twixt cub and mama bear.<br />The moon was shining in the west, no fuzzy smear of light;<br />instead, she showed her crescent smile on this December night! -- %USERSIG{JMagGuthrie - 2018-01-08}%
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