Born in the dark,
A sandy-haired creature breaks its path.
In the depths of night,
It will reveal you to the World.
Bouncing off the Moon,
It tries to sneak past the guard.
The cradle of life,
The jack of your secrets.
The jack of your secrets,
The cradle of life,
It tries to sneak past the guard,
Bouncing off the Moon.
It will reveal you to the World,
In the depths of night.
A sandy-haired creature breaks its path.
Born in the dark.
In this session, one of the poems we discussed was a mirror poem ‘Raymond, at 60’ by Julia Copus. In its structure the second part of the poem is a mirror of the first part line by line. Mirror poems often have different meanings in both parts…
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