Empty Mirror: Early Poems

Empty Mirror: Early Poems

Empty Mirror: Early Poems

Empty Mirror: Early Poems

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The lines are superbly all alike. Most people, most critics would call them prose--they have an infinite variety, perfectly regular; they are all alike and yet none is like the other. It is like the monotony of our lives that is made up of the front pages of newspapers and the first (aging) 3 lines of the Inferno:

In the middle of the journey of our life I (came to)
myself in a dark wood (where) the
straight way was lost.

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