The+Mirror


 * __Mirror__ **

**I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.** **What ever you see I swallow immediately** **Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.** **I am not cruel, only truthful---** **The eye of a little god, four-cornered.** **Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.** **It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long** **I think it is a part of my heart. But it flickers.** **Faces and darkness separate us over and over.** **Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me,** **Searching my reaches for what she really is.** **Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.** **I see her back, and reflect it faithfully.** **She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.** **I am important to her. She comes and goes.** <span style="color: #000000; font-family: "Georgia",serif;">**Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.** <span style="color: #000000; font-family: "Georgia",serif;">**In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman** <span style="color: #000000; font-family: "Georgia",serif;">**Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.**

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