Nov 28, 2017 Original Poetry
Mirror-World (A Walk Along the Charles River at Twilight)
©November 28th, 2017
By Vijaya Sundaram
The world beside me hung upside-down
Black and grey and gold, wavering.
Trees stretched their upside-down branches
And droves of ducks sliced cleanly through
Streaks of gold and grey, strands of silk.
A mansion stood on its head, lit windows
Inviting me in – a bright, cold welcome.
A goose called to its mate, who answered.
Ethereal waves cut my cell-phone’s power,
Sucking it dry, as I held it up to the sky,
And I was glad. Dark-gold and luminous,
The evening pulled me into its web.
Tail-lights glowed gem-red on its strands.
Uncertainty at dusk mirrored my liminal mind.
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