“Art is literacy of the heart” Elliot Eisner / “Arte não é pureza; é purificação, não é liberdade; é libertação.” Clarice Lispector

quarta-feira, 10 de julho de 2013

A four-cornered little god

Mirror

I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.
Whatever I see I swallow immediately

Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.
I am not cruel, only truthful ‚
The eye of a little god, four-cornered.
Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.
It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long
I think it is part of my heart. But it flickers.
Faces and darkness separate us over and over.

Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me,
Searching my reaches for what she really is.
Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.
I see her back, and reflect it faithfully.
She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.
I am important to her. She comes and goes.
Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.
In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman
Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.
Sylvia Plath


For Three Muses Challenge - Mirror







Poetic Postcards
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5 comentários:

  1. I'm wordless... so beautifuul lyrics and your art, Karla!

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  2. I can see you put a great deal of thought into the art and the poetry, Karla. Very nice work!

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  3. Sylvia Plath's words took my heart and I'm speechless...
    Your image is awesome Karla! :)

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  4. Karla, your artwork is exquisite and even more so with the words of Sylvia Plath. A standing ovation from my corner of the world.

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  5. Sylvia Plath's poem took my breath away - and just looking up the page I see Sim said almost exactly the same. I have never seen this poem before and there is so much in every line. And I have to say those last two lines refer exactly to me, and it would be very nice if a mirror had a 'playback' button to remind us of what it used to reflect!
    As for your artwork, it matches the super quality of Plath's poem in every respect, a triumph, and I couldn't think of a better word than the one Taluula used above - exquisite. Thank you for a post to live in my memory.

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