Poem Category: In the Mirror

no where

but my shaving mirror

Laurel’s shower mist

in the window mirror

she passes to work…

her bump rounder

sunset lake

in the mirrored canoe

me… becalmed

in face cream

the hardening lines

on my mirror

Broken mirror

the boy’s horror

in his shattered face.

Rear-view mirror

headlights…

the sensing it before the crash.

Birthday dress

in the mirror

she spins herself between us.

Under the green table lamp

my Friday nights’

games of patience.

Attic dust

the cracked mirror

the cracked mirror’s broken toys.

Lightning

a crack across

the lake’s mirror.