Are you one of the Blessed or a Watcher?
(A lone voice whispers)
Precious are those blessed to write—to help carry the blind into the light.
To feel and see new visceral sights—as their inner television starts burning bright.
(C) Copyright John Duffy
A poem exploring whether writers are like conduits. Where they see first, feel first, and suffer or ignite first, so others can follow.
Suggesting that writing becomes an act of illumination—turning inner images into shared light—helping readers understand themselves and the world more clearly.
Implying writing is not just art; it’s a calling.
And vision—once ignited—is meant to be shared.
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