Tim Truzy is a poet, short-story author, and he is currently working on several novels.
Crossing an Intersection
I remember with fondness how one of my professors once asked me: “Tim how often have you heard of people with visual impairments being accidentally hit by cars as they cross the street?” I thought about this for a minute. Then, I responded: “At least in this country, that rarely happens. The white canes help people identify them as individuals with visual impairments.” My professor congratulated me for getting the answer partly correct, but he went on, explaining, “You gave me the obvious reply, but there is another answer not based on what people see. The eyes can be a major distraction and we forget sometimes to use our other senses to their fullest.” He told me later he had no idea about any such statistics, and what he truly wanted me to do was engage in introspection in order to be better at working with people with visual impairments. Now, I realize my brilliant professor just wanted me to think about extending my awareness of the world by tapping into all of my senses.
Reaching out to others or reaching inside can bring emotions crashing to the surface, immobilizing us or triggering long unaddressed traumas and fears. Generally, we don’t like to see the ugly, disturbing, or troubling when we face our own discomforts. We also may be anxious about dealing with the unknown “other” as well. We feel peace in not knowing, remaining blind to opportunities because we don’t want to cross those streets into memory or pain. There is risk in any endeavor, including searching our souls. But we have to continue our route in order to find our destination. Searching our souls can lead to great rewards.
This poem is dedicated to the special people who take those chances, seeking out and helping others in spite of obstacles and challenges within and outside. I composed this poem from the vantage point of a person with vision loss. Nevertheless, we all travel down the same highway. Don’t let fear drive the bus. Brave those intersections. Enjoy: “Why Can’t You See Me?”
Why Can't You See Me?
I stand on corner,
Waiting for my bus,
White cane to sidewalk,
A sound I can trust.
She strolls slowly by,
I hear smile on face,
Greetings to strangers,
I’m forgotten in place.
I want to say greetings,
I dare to say “Hi!”
I want a Good Morning,
I fear she fears me,
Could it be my shades?
Could it be my cane?
Or beds’ time unmade?
My mind sees her gaze,
Determined as stone,
Focused on something,
But I’m still alone.
Not for friends, mind you,
I have quite a few,
Down at movie shows,
In church in the pews.
I gather with souls,
Even going out,
Fishing on old peers,
Catch me that great trout.
I climb on that bus,
Heading to my job,
Walking through the crowds,
Just one of the mob.
My hands read my books,
My computer talks,
My bills paid on time,
And still she just walks.
Yes, invisible man,
Ralph Ellison said,
Seen clear but ignored,
In front of you dead.
Though the dead can speak,
Death likely to call,
Deceased but living,
Bus stops for us all.
I stood up and spoke,
“How are you today?”
She turned responding,
“Are you going my way?”
She said she passed me,
Wondering my cares,
With my sexy shades,
And sitting with stare.
My heart spoke to me,
Buses roam to and fro,
Fear blocked our road,
We accepted not to know.
We go to movies,
We are our stars,
Today we marry,
And buy our car.
Some Ways in Which Vision Loss is Characterized in Literature
Vision loss has been used symbolically throughout literature in many cultures to represent a variety of perspectives. In early Greek, Roman, and Judeo-Christian writings, blindness was often noted as a punishment from God, usually requiring some miracle or extraordinary deed to be carried out for sight to be restored. Later, writers would frequently use blindness as symbolizing helplessness, ignorance, or evil. When a character in a novel is physically or figuratively blind, the author is normally trying to draw the reader’s attention to some important point. However, much as authors write about fictional or real people with visual impairments, people who have vision loss also contribute to literature by composing stories, novels, and poetry.
Essentially, people who live with visual impairments are human beings. This means such individuals in real life can have the full range of human emotions, mental abilities, and engage socially with others. Although these factors differ from person to person with vision loss, the main distinguishing trait separating these individuals from others is reduced or permanent loss of the sense of sight. The poem above was based on a real life incident which occurred with a friend of mine and his spouse. Yet, in fictional works, such interactions can be exaggerated. However, here are some common aspects of characters with visual impairments in literature:
Common Attributes of Fictional Characters with Vision Loss in Literature
- Fearful, withdrawn, and isolated
- Extraordinarily kind, holy and sacred
- Super human abilities, including superior hearing, touch, and awareness of the world
- Unaware of self, environment, or possibilities
- Mean-spirited behaviors, evil, immoral
- Lack of confidence, clumsy, foolish
- Presented as average humans, having families, working, educated, successful in life
Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on January 25, 2021:
It's a mistake to think people who have vision loss naturally have better senses, able to hear, touch, and experience in superior ways, etc. In truth: they simply pay attention more to their other senses. It's a thing we all should try to better see things as they really are. Thanks.
Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on September 05, 2020:
Interesting research has revealed women who have vision loss prefer attractive men much like those who are fully-sighted. But women who have loss vision also look for a kind voice and pleasant odors. Apparently, men probably agree, we all like the same things we just have to search for them. Thanks for the visit.
Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on August 12, 2019:
I had lunch with a friend with vision loss today. We discussed how people tend to overlook what is right in front of their eyes. That’s the sum of this poem. I appreciate the visit.
Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on July 29, 2018:
Thank you for reading and commenting on this article. I am honored you dropped by because you are one of the creative and talented writers who inspire me to always produce quality material.
Having a brush with the loss, even temporarily, of one of the two "distance" senses can be traumatizing. But another professor would point out: "If people could experience what people with disabilities go through every day without an opportunity to change their situation, then empathy and sensitivity would increase and may be the world would be a better place." His point was well taken for many individuals.
However, your work and knowledge has shown to me that you fall into the category of "aware." Again, that's why I'm honored to hear from you.
I personally love guide dogs, Flourish. I'm glad you had the opportunity to interact with an individual who has such a magnificent creature to assist him. Thanks again.
FlourishAnyway from USA on July 29, 2018:
I know someone who met and married a man who is blind and they have two kids now. He brings his seeing-eye dog along oftentimes wherever he goes. I had my own brush with temporary and painful vision loss due to MS years ago, and it was isolating, frightening, and enlightening. It made me very appreciative of my vision.
Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on July 26, 2018:
Thank you, Ms. Dora. My friend who inspired this poem is a wonderful human being. His wife is a very nice woman as well. If they had let their fear get the best of them, they never would have spoken to each other at that bus stop.
I appreciate your comments. By knowing how different types of people are often depicted in literature, may be we can move beyond fear and act more humane toward each other.
It's always an honor to read comments from a prolific, kind, and thoughtful writer such as yourself.
May God bless you always in your service to those you know and those you reach with your writing,
Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on July 26, 2018:
Your poem depicts a person who despite limitations fully appreciates life. Very inspirational. Thanks for the additional information on vision loss in literature.
Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on July 24, 2018:
I'm particularly fond of this poem because my friend always jokes that if he had never spoke to his future spouse at the bus stop, they never would have become husband and wife.
You are right: without sight, hearing loss, or mobility issues - crossing a road can be a tricky affair.
Thanks for your comment.
manatita44 from london on July 22, 2018:
Caring poem about vision loss and the blind. You express some meaningful traits.
Nairobi seems to have a few people with sight but paraplegic. They cross the road in sometimes risky conditions.
Tim Truzy (author) from U.S.A. on July 21, 2018:
My brother, Sean,
Again, You are right. Many historians have suggested Homer, who wrote that astounding classic, was blind. (please, tell me if that is correct. We may not get all of the information right sometimes in the U.S.)
Also, I learned John Milton, who wrote "Paradise Lost," was without sight. Your comment adds value to this work, Ioannis. I had thought about mentioning those two men in this article, but I'm glad you brought up that great classic.
Definitely, you honor me with your wisdom.
Fortunately, you bring kindness and awareness to topics because you use your senses (and common sense) to the fullest. My professor, Dr. Downs (may he rest in peace) would have liked to have met a wise person such as yourself.
Ioannis Arvanitis from Greece, Almyros on July 21, 2018:
Amazing work, my Brother! Amazing! I am so proud of you and your Golden and Loving Heart!
In order to support the truth of your text, I want to mention that in the ancient Greek literature - like Odyssey for example - the wise seers were usually blind.
"The eyes can be a major distraction and we forget sometimes to use our other senses to their fullest.”
Thank you, my Brother in Love!