MIRROR Poem by Barbara Korun

MIRROR

Rating: 3.5


A man leans over me
as over water.
He wishes to see his face
in my water mirror
but my water is dark,
dark and deep, will not
give back his reflection.
He searches, surprised
then amazed, and I am afraid
he will jump in, jump into me,
and find staring back at him
his own face there, dead.

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