a blank page, can understand its humbling effect; how "Half an hour's enough to pinpoint all my weaknesses". Yet, as in much of [Hilary] Davies' work, she also seeks out the pleasures that arise, even in the midst of such doubt. She confesses: "I've grown to like/The shadowiness with which we work,/How outlines turn to sculpture", for this is, after all, the work of the artist.
The Ophthalmologist
from The Times Literary Supplement: Poem of the Week: "The Ophthalmologist"
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