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Bernard Gieske, US



Concrete Poem



Mirror, Mirror
on the wall, Where
are you hiding me? That
face is not the one I recall. It's
not the me I seem to \  be. Forget that
school reunion picture   /. I'm not the fella
standing there. Who could  \  all those others be?
Where are Joe and Fred, w / ith their hair? Could
that be Bill and Paul?  So /  many I never saw.
Could it be we were c / lassmates once? I
feel like such a dun / ce. Mirror, Mirror
on the wall. Why \ can't you hide
the  years? A crack now in your
face appears. My memory
is cracking too I fear.
  Mirror, Mirror...



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