Mirror walks

Pic by Tharindu Amunugama

Mirrors are walls

they stop

they force reflection

and those who come

they stay, stare and turn around

as though glass was armed

with cut-glass prohibition;

they don’t invite,

don’t say ‘walk in’

don’t say ‘explore’

don’t say ehi-passiko

but this water-glass  landscape

of grass and grass-reverse

of branches that graze

or dip into water

and upturned hills,

like an embroidery-reverse

disarms;

we could drown in our mirror-waters

we could suffer cut-glass scrutiny:

there are no shortcuts to the other side. 

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