The Unseen

He thinks to himself, the expression states stop and smell the roses for a reason. Before he was a man he was a small boy with spinal meningitis which made him blind and now he visits from time to time that special garden in Forsyth Park in that special place in Savannah known as the “Fragrant Garden for the Blind” for whom there are name plaques in Braille for such things unseen, and he knows of the unseen; as an astrophysicist he daily ponders what has been called dark matter, ghostly apparitions yet clearly there postulate scientists including he making up they speculate the vast majority of the universe while what is seen is but a puny portion, yet they search for WIMPS, weakly interacting massive particles, inferred from gravitational reactions and attractions. The unseen surrounds us he muses—Wifi, X-rays, radio waves—not chimera, real indeed.







Howard Richard Debs received a University of Colorado Poetry Prize at age 19. After 50 years in the field of communications he has recently resumed his literary pursuits, and his latest work appears or is forthcoming in Eclectica Magazine, Ardor Literary Magazine, China Grove, Belle Reve Literary Journal, and Verse-Virtual.   His background in photography goes back many years, both creative and technical, having been with the notable Wollensak Optical Company and his photography is found in select publications. He lives in sunny South Florida with his wife of 49 years, where they spend considerable time spoiling their 4 grandchildren. www.communicatorsandcommunications.com