Magic Mirror (Escher)
this moment this moment this moment this moment
Dragons on graph paper and images of beasts
March to assembly, an army at war within.
A propped mirror is the instant when time is rent,
What’s done from what’s about to be released,
That instant we neither recall nor contemplate a sin,
(The mirror internally, eternally lit),
Since we’re in the act of committing it.
We are those silver, faceless, and unmoving orbs,
Who, before and after, our reflection absorbs,
While the dragons, a danger, but oblivious,
Circle us endlessly, meshing, silent terrors,
The jailers of the placid, dim, and unconscious.
the mirror mirrors the moment this moment mirrors
Note: This is one of more than 120 poems after paintings or images, which can be viewed at the blog, Zealotry of Guerin.
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