Mirror Reflections
by John Herlihy
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who is the fairest of them all?
Thus spoke the evil queen into the glass,
Seeking the name of the most beautiful lass.
The Brothers Grimm have the mirror speak,
Its telling response has the onlooker feel weak.
You, my queen, are fair, it is no doubt true ,
But Snow White is so much fairer than you.
The mirror never lies, only truth does it tell,
Casting the onlooker under its mystical spell.
The mirror deals with any obsession with beauty,
Delegating the wayward passion to mere vanity.
People once gazed into pools to see faces whole,
The vision understood to be a reflection of soul.
In the case of Narcissus, his vanity self-obsession,
Resulting in falling in love with his own reflection.
In Christian tradition, saints were ‘mirrors of virtue,’
Indicative of the blessed qualities of the highest few.
Renaissance painting used mirrors for fine detection,
To symbolize knowledge/wisdom, but also deception.
In Wilde’s Dorian Gray, the mirror reveals inner self,
By deceptively hiding the corruption of the outer self.
Lewis Carroll’s looking glass serves as magic gateway,
A portal into another world thru this fantasy pathway.
Shattered mirrors reflect inner turmoil, broken identity,
Loss of wholeness, fragmentation, the collapse of reality.
Dorian Gray seeing his image marks the end of illusion,
All the evil of the inner self made manifest in profusion.
Whether it be loss of identity or the reality finally revealed,
The mirror speaks the truth and leaves nothing concealed.
A placid pond serves as mirror of the sky’s celestial beauty,
A shattered mirror marks the entry of otherworldly mystery.
Who is the old man I see as I gaze into the looking-glass,
A knight in shining armor holding a shield made of brass?
The stranger I now see reflected back as a new-found friend,
A ghostly presence to keep me company as I near the end.
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Copyright ©John Herlihy
Friday 28 November 2025
Even from looking in the mirror. But it's always good for anyone of any age to look in the mirror before leaving the house. Especially if you have some spinach still stuck to your teeth.
Ron
Rebecca
"Whether it be loss of identity or the reality finally revealed,
The mirror speaks the truth and leaves nothing concealed.
A placid pond serves as mirror of the sky’s celestial beauty,
A shattered mirror marks the entry of otherworldly mystery."