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· Perceptions

· ECHOSIS

· Prosetry at Work

· Said and Unsaid - Vol 1

· 3 WAY MIRROR


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· Patience Waning

· Ladle Lines (A prosetry memory)

· A Gentle Man

· Pacing Love's Journey

· Gratitude

· A Sticky Conversation

· Blazing Now and Then

· Vulnerable Captivity

· The Kite That Would Not Bow

· Time


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· Desperation Breeds Desperation

· Preference Manifest

· Innocent Guilt

· Barbed Isolation

· A Place...

· Sanity's Loss

· Organs Anonymous

· Fatuous Beyond Absurdity

· Truth is One


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· The Life-long Pernicious Evil

· Cherishing Sounds of Silence

· Understanding the Unexplainable

· Reality of Another Kind

· Finding Trust Again

· Aromalicious Memories

· A Jungle-rain Pastorale

· Sediment Within the Soul

· Life's Enormous Green Chest

· Roadkill Memoriam

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Self-Image

by Odin odin@aflx.com — Read all 3,869 poems by Odin odin@aflx.com

To reflect without a mirror leaves little room to fool yourself.

Monday, January 20, 2014


Poem Artwork
Self-Image
by Odin Roark

Once of water
Man first eyed himself
Perhaps leaning to drink
Club in one hand
Food clenched firmly in the other

Even today

How arresting first glance must be
While a mother hovers
Cooing with pride
The infant stares up
A crib’s mobile of heart-mirrors
Reflecting images just beginning

Sooner than later
Such imitative echoes become real
Revealing deception’s potency
Urging actuality into the shadows
Giving inner truth little chance

Such becomes one’s three-way mirror
What others see
What might be
What is inexorable

Façade’s reflection

Vague
Invented
Contorted
Mired
Forged

Such folly
Mere antecedent
Ultimately without a trace


   


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Reviewed by Michael True
Reviewed on January 20, 2014
There is definitely an abstract work of art hidden in your verse. How much of reality is ours alone to choose? M.True

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton
Reviewed on January 20, 2014
Eh . . . we see ourselves in God's own image or some such rot. Three-way mirror. Ahhh . . . Perfect for other people looking at us in order to spot flaws and imperfections, the second mirror where we gaze upon ourselves, seeing only what we want to see, and the absolute cold reality of who we really are are shown through the last mirror. And who is looking at the last mirror? Your conscience. Think about it.

Reviewed by Budd Nelson
Reviewed on January 20, 2014
another very deep introspective write
budd

Reviewed by Jansen Estrup
Reviewed on January 20, 2014
Another penetrating subject. Your 3-way mirror reminds me of that 'frozen face' experiment in which the child sees his/her well being in the face of mother/father. Seeing no expression at all makes the child hysterical in short order. The other is Dr. Gabor Mate's research into lifelong ails is reflected by the mother/father's emotional state as a fetus and into the first year or so of an infant's life. Mate was born in 1944 Budapest and when the SS took over mother's all over the city began calling their doctors - "My baby is crying and won't stop." The doctor replied, "All of my Jewish babies are crying." Such things are repressed as we mature, of course - 'ultimately without a trace' - as you say. Best, Jan


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