Hall Of Mirrors Poem by Carol Fleming Klein

Hall Of Mirrors



I gaze at you.
You gaze at my mirrored image.
Or is it you I see,
or another
Yet another mirrored illusion?

Fearful is this hall of mirrors.
Dare I cast the stone I carry?
Would it be tinkling glass
I heard?
Or a soul shattering?

1985-6

Thursday, January 23, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: identity
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Family relationships and others with dysfunction prompted me to question the realness of my relationships and what was real and what was simply my perception.
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Carol Fleming Klein

Carol Fleming Klein

Stoneham, Massachusetts
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