Mirror in the Hall

How we see ourselves is by far different than how we are seen

Mirror in the Hall

Grey folds for age and old,

Our life compares,

Nailed to a wall, near a door in the hall,

No one seems to care.

Beauty departed, a true love dis-hearted,

No image to show,

No person to stare, no one dare,

Go near the mirror, in the hall.

J. L. Lewis

Reviews

[Claire Turner]

Such a sweet piece of prose with a wonderful perspective of ageing. The last line and the importance of the mirror really gives the words an ambiguously beautiful and delicate meaning; turning the way in which we think about ageing as a negative into a positive personal introspective. The mirror encourages personal 'image'' to reflect the valuing of a life experienced rather than focusing on the physical appearance of an old person. A wonderful point of view expressed eloquently.

[Anél De Meyer]

Such a raw poem with great descriptions.