MAN
MAN IN THE MIRROR (ED) FRAMES
When I gaze out my bathroom window
I see the CN tower and a man
A deadringer for Hemingway into his
2nd Blue by 9 a.m. He leans on the fire-escape
in crude deshabille Most certainly one of
the great deceivers I wonder where he was
at 15 Where were you?
I was searching for water beneath the Antarctic
ice shelf where unborn rivers run free
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Now in the middle of the journey of our life
I came into myself in a dark wood
where the straight way was lost (Dante Alighieri The Inferno)
Fall 2013
