Mirror of molten eye

Lets cut your molten mirror eye
 the pain of anguish and beauty.
 Paper crux. Purgation and names
 Chalice of age,

A timeline.
 A loophole.
 Eutrophication of breaths.
 Missing smiles of Ganges.
 A longitudinal filth.
 Memories of a cactus walk.
 A deluge.

You have the eye to smirk
 bodies floating like ghosts
 you splinter the seed of skins,
 partitions of mind
 like a river from Thar.
 Oculus occurring,
 ravine crux of silhouettes.
 Damn! You mirror of molten eye.

Loosely inspired by Sylvia Plath's - Mirror
Β©Image and words- MVS

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my valiant soul

A dreamer and a believer for the upliftment of women rights. A published poet, author, writer. Believes in dancing and cooking amazing food for hungry souls at times. Loves to write and write till the moon is satisfied. My writings can be found at Visual Verse, Indian Periodical, Sick Lit mag, Duane's Poetree, Thistle magazine, among various others. Curator of Olive Skins.

22 thoughts on “Mirror of molten eye”

  1. Your poem’s writing style had hints of Sylvia Plath’s writing mannerisms. Mirror is one of my favourite poems. I remember often wondering if the description of Mirror is an allusion to her husband and all that happened between them. It just never convinced me that someone who has had her life would care to write simply about Mirrors and appearances.
    Sorry for rambling but this poem is pretty close to my heart. Once again, thanks for making word choices in respect to the original poem. I know it must have taken a lot of effort but it has worked out beautifully!

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    1. Hi dear.

      Her emotions in the poem mirror reflected the actual chaos that was going in her Marital life. She was expecting I guess and that was a time for her indicating the imperative nature of time and age. Hence, the great work like Mirror came out.

      I value your opinions. Thank you.

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      1. Yes I came across this later on. It is all so sad, including Ted Hughes’ guilt-ridden Last Letter that came after her death.

        It is really nice to discuss a poem like this with someone on this platform. Thank you πŸ™‚

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  2. Eyes are windows to their soul and as you have aptly defined with all your vivid metaphors and the pain and the disgust one sees in the eyes of the person who has abused you or has caused you pain. I have read “Mirror” by Sylvia Plath and her rendition of pain and suffering is at a different level. A challenging and a well-executed poem, Devika.

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