Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Broken Mirrors

Why, yes, that is David Tennant. Playing Hamlet. In Hamlet. The point, however, is in the shattered mirror, which is a major recurring image in this poem. Picture taken from http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nT_bVSnLTFg/TZVinmrNyEI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/SgnDBmP5540/s1600/david+tennant+hamlet+mirror.jpg, courtesy of The Internet.
"Oh, dear. Another dark and depressing poem. Amata, what is going on in your life?"

Well, actually, this one isn't autobiographical. It's another poem from the Bitterblue (AMAZING fantasy book by Kristin Cashore) collection, though I think it's vague enough to stand on its own without too much confusion.

"Oh. Okay. So Bitterblue's the dark and depressed one?"

To over-explain it would be giving away spoilers for the book. (Which by the way, almost everyone should read if they're looking for good fantasy, just like everyone should watch the David Tennant Royal Shakespeare Company Hamlet if they're looking for good Shakespeare—see the image above... *cough*)

So, without further ado...

Broken Mirrors


When you come to it,
you find yourself
surrounded by broken mirror pieces
and echoes of silent screams.

You find yourself
remembering the monster that you are,
and echoes of silent screams
shatter the illusions he gave you.

Remembering the monster that you are,
and the monster that he is,
shatter the illusions he gave you
and you shatter yourself.

And, the monster that he is,
he comes back to haunt you,
and you shatter yourself
because he will always be there.

He comes back to haunt you,
surrounded by broken mirror pieces,
because he will always be there
when you come to it.


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