Great poem. It overwhelms with images and cadence, a catarat in the Spanish sense of rainfall, which is the same word for the eye malady. I like the idea of interwoven images, literally expressed in the sixth stanza. The contrast between opacity and translucency is mind blowing. The images created by your metaphors resonate like ice in a glass. Beautifully chosen pictures to frame the text.
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