A girlA Poem by Dana Alsamsamthis is a sestina. i hate sestinas. my creative writing teacher liked it though and i don't think it's too awful.stepped through the looking glass, Alice Did she see her reflection Or did the whole rabbit hole Experience simply make her blind. She heard an echo, We’re all mad Here, as she fell. The creatures watch her fall, And they whisper who ARE you, Alice? And she thinks to herself, you’re all mad! Until she looks at her reflection And realizes she’s been blind All along in the darkness of the hole. But among singing flowers she forgets the whole Epiphany she had and begins to fall Again into unknowing, into blindness. From the dark sprouts images of malice And the cheshire cat’s smile merely a reflection Of her mind gone mad. But has she gone mad? The definition of mad has a hole Where her reflection Should be, a downfall Of sorts for naive Alice Who thinks maybe she’s just blind. But the creatures within her know she’s not blind. Who ARE you? asks the Mad Hatter as she searches, yet again, for Alice She crawls back up the rushed rabbit’s hole, But at the top is another fall, And she’s forced to face her reflection. But her reflection Is what makes her blind. Preconceived notions and smoke rings fall Into her lap telling her what you see is MAD But all she knows is she’s in a hole and she can’t find Alice. Her reflection makes her mad. Confusion blinds her, and sends her down a hole. But she should be happy to fall, and lose Alice.© 2013 Dana AlsamsamFeatured Review
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Added on May 14, 2013Last Updated on May 14, 2013 Tags: alice, movie, alice in wonderland, fantasy, sestina AuthorDana AlsamsamChicago, ILAbout"my brain hums with scraps of poetry and madness." i dance, write and play violin. i'm studying english and training in dance in chicago. i like spooky things, red lipstick, caffeine, punk/indi.. more..Writing
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