The Mirror | Moniza Alvi


    after Jules Supervielle

    Give her a mirror halfway across the road,
    she’ll see life in it, slipping through her hands,
    a glittering star like an irregular heart
    which sometimes beats too fast, or beats too faintly.

    When her favourite birds fly close
    she’ll look at them without recognition
    and terror-struck, she’ll try to glimpse her face–
    the mirror will be speechless, silent forever.

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