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Subject: The Memory of Mirrors
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In a message dated 9/2/2002 9:15:23 AM Eastern Daylight Time,
radhika-AT-cyberdiva.org writes:


 > but the memory of the mirrors helped me endure

The Memory of Mirrors


Emerson said I was
the sayer, the namer
the representative of beauty

you laughed
and asked, "Where is Waldo?"

I can't help but remember
all those teeth flashing
the lightning of your laughter

is it wrong to view myself
in the memory of our parting?

I look forward
to the long lost day
when forms and images merge

the Platonic ideal
of pain and pleasure married

until then, I'll just excavate
old wounds and treasured scars
in the certainty of finding you

when is a spade a spade?
when we dig out our hearts


[c 2002 thomas fortenberry]

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