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Tuesday, 26 January 2010

Something for Beast/Belle in Unit 8

A Poem by Sylvia Plath - I think that this poem (especially the second half) is relevant to Beast's determination to show Belle that the world outside is ugly and full of hate and he can offer her truth and his friendship to almost shield her from that. See you next rehearsal. Lauren xxxx

'Mirror'

I am silver an exact. I have no preconceptions.
Whatever I see I swallow immediately
Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.
I am not cruel, only truthful -
The eye of a little god, four-cornered.
Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.
It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long
I think it is a part of my heart. But it flickers.
Faces and darkness separate us over and over.

Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me,
Searching my reaches for what she really is.
Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.
I see her back, and reflect it faithfully.
She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.
I am important to her. She comes and goes.
Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.
In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman
Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.

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