Mirror Soliloquy

i haven’t wrote a poem this complex for a long time. The symbols/archetypes in it are fluid & should be considered cautiously. i don’t say this about my poems, but for this one, i recommend a repeat reading at least, & a steady read, else i don’t think you’ll take much from it.
i am hoping the semi-palindromic rhyme scheme doesn’t feel gimmicky & adds to the theme & function of the meaning.
i have been preening this for weeks now. The original drafts had me chasing the rhyme scheme with a meaning that didn’t know itself yet, but i am sure of the purpose of the poem & the logos of it now & feel it needs to go out on its own limb.

Mirror Soliloquy

Our eyes each morning raised up from the plug,
half of us looks back, tete-beche— the sink lets out a gulp.
That other half, plunges us in the trickery of a liar
trapped in brick curvature— it’s hard to rail
against a well, its echoes, stifle with the brag
of depths that banish light, & speak in the garb
of tremulant lips. Look at mirrors directly, a peer
is not enough, no one whatsoever, can reap
the ratio of self in a progress of look— the lord
-ing over all this individualism, we’re better off as droll
examples from a taxonomic indices— a lead
face full of animal, cursory nouns we deal
in magnitudes, leave adjectives in poems, the verb to be
is our best means to connect & substitute the primitive ebb

& tide of us. Channeled in ticks of sleep
the latent, Vedic revisions of the day— one peels
beyond the locus of want, sinks the fractious sloop
shipping wayward mirrors, in which a familiar pools.
& half the trouble is to fog the glass & become part
in equal measure of see, speak & write; there’s no trap
in language, though under the bridge of sense an ogre
mates its own tongue, grunts & snorts— ergo,
what methods for decoding its noise, when we struggle to read
the embryonic shapes in the marge of its face? & dear
me if that isn’t something even Levis® denim
cannot make fashionable in a strip tease world of mined
data & daily catalogues of news that bulb
peripheral & lunge us dumbstruck into dissonant blub.

8 Comments Add yours

  1. Great photo to make the rich imagery. Love the phrase “a lead face full of animal.”

  2. “Make” is supposed to be “match”… I find it’s impossible to read and comment with my phone!

    1. i get that too. Oddly, both ‘match’ & ‘make’ work in context. That line you kindly remarked on made a late appearance, the original line was simply “lead expressions”, which was terrible, & before that only Microsoft Word remembers in some distant erasure which may or may not be coded somewhere in it, i hope not.

  3. Skilled and compelling. Love the last line.

    1. Thank you MH. Took a while to get a fix on how to put bulb/blub into context but persistence almost always pays. Thanks for making your voice heard. i appreciate it.

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