alice tells me to grow older
she has one of those aged mirrors
with the nickel stains
sitting at her stone table
she combs her hair
how do you do?
but alice, I say, you’re not far from here
we’re not far from here
but I don’t recognize my face
through the nickel blotch
and she says come closer
you stupid girl
there is no way out
there is never a way out
this mirror, she says, is our window
9 thoughts on “another wonderland poem”
An intriguing concept of aging presented from my viewpoint.
You capture the essence of the Alice in Wonderland story so well in this….dark & eerie and it’s a scary place to be. Sadly, only we alone have the power to escape it…..cleverly written & showing great understanding, Amy
Clever and intriguing write and I am with Louise, dark and eerie
the mirror she says is our window…so the way out can be found in ourselves..and depending on how we feel this can be really difficult… but alice is smart…and so are we..
I like the way you end this poem, with such a strong image,
Looking at ones self can lead to some discovery, as down the rabbit hole we go, nicely written.
you def have some of the underlying grit that is alice….that ending is so haunting….the mirror though i think it can be escaped….
Thoughtful piece, Amy. Alice telling us to grow older not by looking at ourselves, but by looking at the world through our on reflection. In this case (as I read and interpret it) reelection having the dual meaning of our own image and thoughtful reasoning. Very cool!
like the novelty…the closing line is simply wow!!!