Hall of Mirrors

Jane Urquhart
From:   The Little Flowers of Madame de Montespan. The Porcupine's Quill, Inc., 1995. pp.74

Overhead the crystal hangs
handfuls of tears
in placid air

the mirrors divide
my body darkens
waiting in the hall

see me in the glass
reflected
see me in the glass
abandoned

I am walking back and forth
in a dream
never changing
my costume or my mind

I am blind
from staring too long at the sun

the scent of a King
is still in my hair

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