a passing reflection and she's gone

a passing reflection and she's gone

A Poem by Kara Emily Krantz
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and yes that's my eye... it kinda freaks me out, actually haha

"


I glanced at the mirror today,
and was surprised to see
that there I was, looking back at me.

"It's been so long," I whispered.
My reflection smiled; I tried not to cry.

and

I felt all the pieces of me shift inside.


She's never been one to reveal such secrets (to me),
but I could see it in her eyes:
her fragility.

I touched my fingertips to the glass,
where my eyes stared back,
and wondered how long
I could make this moment last.

"Where have you been," I asked her softly,
but she looked away, to the side,
vainly attempting to try and hide
what I know.

It was me; I left her; rather,
I allowed her to go.

I looked in the mirror,
and briefly saw myself there.
-it was brief- - she was beautiful-
and there was sunshine in her hair.


 

© 2008 Kara Emily Krantz


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a beautiful and heartbreaking poem.

i've had moments like that. rare moments where truth shines out.

you have crafted a really beautiful space here in this piece...
it has a sort of over-syllabic pause and drawing out
as if the narrator is bound and also resisting form at the same time.

i like this piece a lot.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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I just fell in love with this poem.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i love it. it's subtle yet a light shines out from beneath the awkward words. . One of the very best poems i've ever read. Keep it up!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

good piece. you do a fine job at expressing real emotion, real tenderness...i don't know, i just don't see it as often as i ued to. i love it.

(you have a pretty eye, by the way.)

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A tender, deep moment captured so perfectly by each line and phrase... The reflective beauty of skin and soul so amazingly rendered... Wonderful!!!!!

Craig

Posted 16 Years Ago


You put the mirror in the role of a portal between yourself, clouded by the ego, and your true essence that you have yet to discover. The essence's departure provokes disappointment. This is something many people can relate to.

Wonderful !

A.M.


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A very nice piece on the rediscovery of yourself, and I like the symbolism of the eye. Since of course we all know that it is absolutely and uniquivocally the window to the soul. I feel you on this one, as I too have looked in many a mirror over the past year wandering where the he that was I had gone.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

a beautiful and heartbreaking poem.

i've had moments like that. rare moments where truth shines out.

you have crafted a really beautiful space here in this piece...
it has a sort of over-syllabic pause and drawing out
as if the narrator is bound and also resisting form at the same time.

i like this piece a lot.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Emotional filled write here, very well expressed, I like this, this is a wonderfully written write.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Great poem!
I love the way you make your reflection into another person!!!
I also love the wording in the passage.

Me Being Me,
Morgan P.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love how you ended this poem! Terrific.

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.


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Kara Emily Krantz
Kara Emily Krantz

http://karaemily.wordpress.com, MA



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I am resolved to never be content with the lives of "quiet desperation" which so many of us lead, to continuously challenge myself, and forever walk in Beauty. I like pandas. I like writing poe.. more..

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