Night Blind

One night, driving along Blue River Road, I’m startled and disoriented by the shock of headlights coming up over a hill. When you’re night blind like me, the vision blurs, and in that moment before clarity returns, you see only edges of images—here, a road sign; there, a sycamore—and feel suspended, not quite yourself, not quite alone.

Rebecca Norris Webb often interweaves her text and prose poems in her five books, including My Dakota (Radius Books, 2nd ed., Feb. 2017), an elegy for her brother who died unexpectedly. Her sixth book, Slant Rhymes (with Alex Webb), will be published in spring 2017 (La Fabrica), and was inspired by the couple’s joint Instagram.
*Image by Rebecca Norris Webb.
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