To Be Written On The Mirror In Whitewash Poem by Elizabeth Bishop
To Be Written On The Mirror In Whitewash
I live only here, between your eyes and you,
But I live in your world. What do I do?
--Collect no interest--otherwise what I can;
Above all I am not that staring man.
When one lives long enough, one retains the image of oneself one likes best and finds it surreal that someone unrecognizeable looks back at oneself from the mirror each morning.
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When one lives long enough one keeps the image of oneself that one likes best and finds surreal the reflection of thestranger in the mirror each morning.