Blue

Blue ★★★★★

It's more intense the second time around, knowing more of the history. It's sadder, more bleak. The poetry rips into you. "Blue is darkness made visible" we're told. Blue is the lack of sight turned palpable, more than a black field, more than a void, but rather, the recognition that the absence of a sense is more than what we can fathom as its absence. That is, imagine not seeing darkness as blindness, but not seeing anything at all. So "blue" is as valid an experience of sightlessness as any; as vision fades, we're left with a void. We're left only with the words, quiet and relentless, and the sounds of a poem about the inevitable.

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