In the Looking Glass

In the Looking Glass

A Poem by Einstein Noodle

In the Looking Glass

p***y willow words 
mirrored back to me in angry disdain. 

heckling red laughter
tore ....... 
                   tears 
shredded tissues between us
so long ago      -       and yet
still i find
stubborn phrases
tonguing soft pink ears

stuck in  cracks between the walls 
unchanged .......................................................
 (a senryu in waiting)

you weren't into it and
I had need

Ginger cherry mop boards tight against the wall
holding fast ........... a heart, a fall
stillborn syncope

mirror images recognized
fog forgotten filigree
                                   fading 
impregnates the silence

turn past the looking glass
i won't remember any more

anymore.

E. 08/28/2019

© 2019 Einstein Noodle


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How we see things when we look at ourselves and the past. Despite the differences and the history feelings are hard to extinguish for amongst the ashes of paper an unburnt fragment remains to plague us and remind us of the book and how we fingered it's pages.

Posted 1 Month Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Einstein Noodle

1 Month Ago

spot on John! you read with sensitivity and insight .. you hit all the points i was aiming at ;) God.. read more
Patricia Wedel

1 Month Ago

Love your review of E's poem, John Alexander.... "an unburnt fragment remains" ... so poetic... be s.. read more
John Alexander McFadyen

1 Month Ago

Thank you so much Pat. Sir 'E' produces many wonderful writes.



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Tremendous passions in this write, E. That looking glass can be a truthful and sometime sharp judge. Fantastic write:)

Posted 1 Week Ago


Einstein Noodle

1 Week Ago

whoa! passions move the passionate don't they Ms. Pryde ;) i could not be more happy you enjoyed thi.. read more
Wow dear E! such anger, such bitterness! what has she done to You? unfortunately when we think we moved on suddenly all come to us intensely controlling all our emotions and thoughts, I think when things are left undone before moving on is the cause for these memories to come and haunt us again, we need to settle it inside us and then move on, one tiny thing may ignite a memory and then another and another and we stuck in this cycle, powerful and intense piece.

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Weeks Ago

yes... i believe it is true ... and if left unsettled yet allow a re-ignition .. we can be drawn rig.. read more
Light

3 Weeks Ago

I bet many women like Your joyful playful sense ;) all the best for You too dear E🌟
Einstein Noodle

3 Weeks Ago

ahhhhhhhhhhhh many women....yes ... a dream men should all have now and again says i!? :)
We look at the past through rose-colored glasses very often. As Barbra Streisand sang, "Has time rewritten every line?" We choose to remember the good times...the soft caresses and the whispers in the night. It's a bit of self-preservation I think. All those who walked through our lives make us who we are today, E. I related to this one. Great writing...loved the word play. Lydi**

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


Lydia

3 Weeks Ago

Yup, I swam the river and climbed more than one mountain and now I can remember it all...albeit not .. read more
Einstein Noodle

3 Weeks Ago

hugs baby! ;)
Lydia

3 Weeks Ago

Back at ya, E!
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DAH
As N. Young said, "Rust never sleeps", in that nearly everyone and everything that we know will suddenly 'rust" to dust ... memory is not spared. I love this: "p***y willow words
mirrored back to me in angry disdain", and this closing is as raw as it gets: "turn past the looking glass // i won't remember any more".

Nicely played, E.

DAH

Posted 1 Month Ago


Einstein Noodle

4 Weeks Ago

thank you DAH! great to have your input on me "stuff" ... going to repay the visit shortly .. so goo.. read more
DAH

3 Weeks Ago

My pleasure!
It's funny how the mind wants to move on, but the ever-sensitive soul tugs us back into the past. Words that stung still sting and haunt us. My father committed suicide when I was four so I have no memories of him. My mother … she should have never had children. She was self-centered, a narcissist, and simply was incapable of love. Never once in my whole did she ever say, "I love you" or "I'm proud of you." She was always critical, belittling, abusive, and neglectful. One day, when I was 13, she said, "You think you're so special. You are nothing and a nobody and no one will ever love you." Those words have never left me. They are like the after-sting of her handprint across my face, and they sting my soul all these years later. It happens in other relationships as well, but I think the cracks in the wall between a parent and a child are the worst. This is where your words took me. Your words are well chosen and perfectly placed. Well done!

Posted 1 Month Ago


Einstein Noodle

1 Month Ago

oh my goodness Linda! how precious that you have shared such difficult memories .. i truly reel hono.. read more
Looking in the glass is a dangerous thing. We might think the reflection is honest but it can take us by surprise. You have a great imagination in that noodle Einstein and there are some unique images and word combos in there.
Thanks for this glimpse into this other place
Cheers Alan

Posted 1 Month Ago


Einstein Noodle

1 Month Ago

yes!! can be dangerous indeed ... thanks so much for your impressions alan! and for taking time to r.. read more
I almost missed the "fading" it was so slight and a brilliant touch, love it. Time does a lot of things inconspicuously, things you would swear would never ever happen, such as forgetting , moving forward.
having no choice leaves you with no choices but to keep shuffling or go down. Some don't die easily.

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Einstein Noodle

1 Month Ago

thanks Corset .. very much ...for stopping by to read and review ... and i am grateful for the menti.. read more
Corset

3 Weeks Ago

backatcha!
The first half of your poem harkens back to the way I used to harangue myself for making such stupid choices in my youth, followed by sputtering stabs at self-acceptance peppered by the habitual self-criticism. From this point ("mirror images recognized") to the end, I really love your word-crafting. It feels like the journey of making friends with life's regrets (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Month Ago


Einstein Noodle

1 Month Ago

:))))))))) love the way you put that Margie ... we an beat ourselves up real good given have a chanc.. read more
Your lines are short but they are packed with pain and in between the lines there is so much more. Time doesn't always heal does it? There are moments when we play scenes out and the words echo in our ear. I don't even have to look in the mirror to be reminded. There are some things that can't be forgotten. There are bits in the past that will never be erased that come back to taunt. I have my own ghosts. Wonderful writing Mr E. How did I miss this gem?

Chris

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Einstein Noodle

1 Month Ago

thank you for you kind, encouraging review Chris! as to how you missed it??? well....i guess you did.. read more

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