In A Golden Eye Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

In A Golden Eye



Do you have to become what you observe
to really understand

To claim a new identity,
your psyche contraband

Must you pass straight through the mirror,
reflections left behind

To truly know what lies beyond
—whose essence you must find

(Bryn Mawr College: January,2021)

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