Challenge
In the looking glass
write a poem about looking into a mirror - what do you see? who do you see? how do you feel about your reflection? about yourself?
I Greet the Fleeting Dawn
Like a post
by the track,
Like the idiot
that looked
back and
stopped...
while all the
world rolled
out its golden
welcome mat
...I stand
too frozen
to lift a hat
to the glass
of the evening
gown that's
rapidly
trailing
passed
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