I look to you to see myself but you reflect two images of me. 
One is clear, my beauty exaggerated beyond reality. 
The other is more blurred and threatening and I find myself hoping that this too is hyperbole. 
But even so . . . neither is the Gagana I know. 
Do I need another mirror or maybe none at all?

Thanks to The Mag


Other Mary said...

Interesting 'idea, another mirror, or none at all.'

Tess Kincaid said...

Maybe none at all...

Wayne Pitchko said...

a poem danced nicely....thanks for this

Helen said...

.. or her alter ego?

Short poems said...

Nicely composed!

Living with Poetry, poems by Asim Kumar Paul said...

I love this poem on dual mirror images, but I see one and only one image of love. Beautiful idea.

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