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looking lass

by oskar 

Posted: 15 April 2009
Word Count: 117

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Looking Glass

A mirror hang on a tree, to scare crows, or

perhaps it was for shepherd's goddess to

comb her golden fleece? Its light reflected

on the ground- quick as a breeze- a ghost

of a mouse looking for its burrow?

Far off, amongst green olive trees, I saw

sheep the colour of clay, lawnmowers on

four legs, they kept track of their lambs by

baaing, each one had a distinct bleat, baas

from their young, had a pleasing euphony.

Clouds sailed across the sky, clippers and

schooners bound for India; tea, spices and

other delights, the tiny ghost had found its

tunnel. I looked into Alice's own mirror,

and saw the blankness of cancelled time.

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Beanie Baby at 07:54 on 23 April 2009  Report this post
I really like this Oskar. It has a dreamlike feel to it yet at the same time, has a resonance that brought my heart trumping to my chest. It is beautifully written - the kind of thing I will read over and over again. Wonderful piece.

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