The Mirror

A mirror depends

On silver and glass

Handheld or fastened to a wall

Enduring relics of a golden age

Obedient reflection of a posing face

Emitting its likeness back

To look on head and hair

Positioned handsomely for the

Eloquence of a self-appraising stare

Behold the delight

Of a subtly satisfying smile

Abridged by looking past the doors and walls

An alphabet of memories

Remembering scattered moments

Of seeing other faces other walls

Protecting mirror images

Before they shatter in a senseless fall.

 

Ted Goodell

July 2018

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