No bonobo, chimp, nor orangutan
Has eyes set in orbs of white.
Gorillas eyes, like forest’s “Old Man”,
Mimic those of the troglodyte.
None of the great apes, save man,
Have such attention arresting eyes:
Their direction of interest or plan,
Obviously on specific prize.
In any niche of environment,
Qualities that give leverage —
As all vie for sustainment —
Expand fertility, on average.
This leads to compounding —
And white-eyed fecundity
Recursively redounding
To the benefit of pallidity.
So our eyes have a white edge
By compounding colorless shape.
But by what lever did that wedge
Give advantage over another ape?
The key lies in observation:
Apes don’t follow the gaze
Of keeper’s eyes’ activation —
Unless her head also sways.
But human young, juxtaposed,
Often follow eyes direction,
Yet head turning, eyes closed,
Evokes little interest correction.
Eyes tell what is being thought,
Accelerating word association —
The object with what’s taught —
Facilitates verbal appropriation.
So that first chance accident
Separating iris from orbital skin --
In that distant antecedent —
With lighter color, let us win.
Verbal skill — human agglomeration,
Lets us talk, read and write —
The learned tools of cooperation,
Ours, ‘cause our eyes turned white.
© 2007 R. Leland Waldrip
Such a need for that we have I believe and the
eyes are so powerful. "Lets us talk, read and write---"
Here's something I'd never realized, my dearest friend - the process behind the "whites of our eyes", and that it really was one supposed to have placed us "beyond"! It is a wonderful thing that you explained this to us, and may we now reflect seriously upon this, in order to fully understand that this growth of the sclera was - is - indeed a gift of nature and that such gift was - is - one of evolution; thus, may we use it, in fact, to go "beyond"... and not to go "backwards" (for the "eye" in our rear doesn't even have a sclera... is totally dark and blind, LOL!). With all this, my friend, you have taught me a lesson that I'll keep like a precious treasure, always, and you have even inspired a poem I posted yesterday. "See" how you are? LOL!
Lots of {{{{{{{{{{{{hugs}}}}}}}}}}}}}} and Love,
Alexandra*
Ron
Regis
Love Tinka
Hope you are doing well...
Elizabeth
CJ
You have opened "Whites of Their Eyes" with a challenge to the newest Equatorius genus, linking man and ape, and enriched the seperation with a verbal ensemble not only with your words but also your wisdom...my eyes are opened wide!
Take a bow, dear Poet~
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
Reading You, Sublime Poet -- is like listening to a musical concert of VOICES -- of science, art of Fine Letters and poetic magnificence.
I CAN'T UNDERSTAND WHY THE PULITZER PRIZE BOARD'S MEMBERS CAN'T FIND YOU, if Erato, Euterpe and Apollo meet You everyday!
"Whites Of Their Eyes" is another FLOWER for the VASE of Poetry.
In gratitude and admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU