Smug Orbs – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The gaze that sees is the gaze that dominates.” Michel Foucault

Smug Orbs

He wore saucers upon his face
like some weird, bug-eyed alien
with bobbled stalks, moving in
grand comic waves of distraction,
pretending not to see that, indeed
I could clearly see that he was
searching my moral failings.

He wore saucers upon his face,
those bulging smug orbs of
judgement thrust against me
like long, sticky blades of spite
steeped in bitter misunderstanding,
lost in fragmented distortions of
not seeing what he is seeing.

Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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58 responses to “Smug Orbs – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. OH MY … you did ‘smug’ beautifully!!!

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  2. Excellent response to the prompt! Perhaps we could persuade Mr. Smug Orbs to wear dark glasses to keep his saucers to himself.

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  4. ……..sticky blades of spite steeped in bitter misunderstanding lost in fragmented distortions of not seeing what he’s seeing!
    …….. Wonderful!

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  5. Paul, wonderful title and image that set the stage for the arresting first line and meticulous exposition. I get an image of a person, bound in a chair, with a bright light over their head, the inquisitor staring holes into the target, the tray of instruments off to the side. The target, squirming, uncomfortable, and desperate not to reveal any secrets. Where is Superman when you need him most!

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  6. Love this, Paul. Save us from busy bodies! Wish they would get a life! Great poem on a great topic Paul! 🙂

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  7. Painful to be misunderstood and wrongly judged. Especially excruciating when the person just doesn’t care enough, or try enough to “see”. Well written Paul.

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  8. Intriguing, Paul! Thank you for sharing, and enjoy a beautiful (rest of the) week. xx Michael

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  9. nice job Paul and so funny./. the eye popping fools.. 🤣

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  10. sanaarizvi

    This is absolutely outstanding, Paul! I especially like; “those bulging smug orbs of judgement thrust against me,”.. that is such an apt description! 💝💝

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  11. HATE when that happens 😆

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  12. Beverly Crawford

    How exactly does one identify smug orbs from someone just curious to meet us?! I find this poem evocative!

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  13. lync56

    I love this poem so well describing this kind of person


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  14. ‘Smug orbs’ – I shudder at the thought of someone ‘searching my moral failings,’ as if they had none themselves! Definitely a ‘halloweeny human’ trait.

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  15. I love how you wrote this, and the accompanying picture is perfect!

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  16. saucers upon his face… Smug orb… Hilarious 😅

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