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Mirror Sonnets
By patterjack
21 February 2007

Him

He  had  no  use  for  mirrors ,  as  he knew
that  they  would  never  reflect  for  him with  tact .
Mere   passing     glances  told   him  what  was  true :
each demonstrating  only   simple  fact.
What  once  was  strong  and muscled now  has  shrunk
to  not  much  more  than a  bag of brittle bones   
with   flabby covering  ,    shrivelled   , dry  and   sunk ;
now all that  he  can   claim  his  body  owns  .
A  young  man   who had  once  stood  proud and straight
full  confident  with  life   and   zeal  that    burned,
bent  now  beneath  the     stress   of  time  and  fate ,
burdened  by  the  thought  he  had  been  spurned  .  
And so  he    turns  to  his wife  of  many  years
for  just  to  hold  her  will  allay  his fears


Her

No  fun  house   curves   to  exaggerate or amuse
the  plain  flat  mirror  tells  its  simple  truth  .
It  does  not compromise  ,  nor  does  it   refuse
to  substitute   the   frailties    of    age   for      youth
She stands  before  it ,  naked  and  close  to  tears ; 
Allows  herself  to  look  with    honest  eyes ,
to ask  what    has gone  from  her  with passing    years,
dispensing  with  her  old   concealing     lies  .
About  to  turn   away  , allowing  her eyes  to  blur , 
hoping  that  thought  might  transform  the  sight  she  sees,
wondering  why  now  one   would  desire  the  likes  of  her
or  in some long  past    love  games   play  and  tease.
  Until  behind her  her  long  time  husband stands
  cupping  her  breasts  within  his  gentle  hands  .

Reviews
Oh dear
Written by Josie (2785 comments posted) 21st February 2007
Brian, you have brought me to tears. It must be true if you say so, but perhaps it's better not to look. The sad thing about old age is that when you don't look in the mirror, inside yourself is the young person of your youth. i do hope the work on stem cells will help us all - and I'm booked in for the first service! ha ha.
An unhelpful review...
Written by richard (88 comments posted) 21st February 2007
As a rule I think that reviews that merely lavish praise on a piece of work are unhelpful. However in this case I can think of nothing to say other than what a wonderful piece of work. I do hope you try and get this published and/or win huge prizes with it. It is clever, emotional and lovely writing. I was once told that the difference between poetry and prose was that prose had to reach the senses, while poetry had to touch the soul. This certainly does for me at least. 
 
Richard

Written by ellipinnock (1753 comments posted) 21st February 2007
These are simply beautiful. Too many good bits to mention individually here. I love them. 
 
I do think that the ending of 'Her' is stronger if you reverse the order and read it first. 
 
Possibly amongst your best pieces for me. 
 
Elli

Written by Phil (6730 comments posted) 21st February 2007
Wonderful Brian. For me, definitely your best work. 
 
Beautiful. 
 
Phil.

Written by Witzl (1585 comments posted) 21st February 2007
I defy any married woman over fifty to read this without wanting to cry. What a great idea, how beautifully expressed, and finally -- how romantic this is. 
 
Richard is right: all you have to do now is get it published.

Written by Talisker (1326 comments posted) 21st February 2007
Beautiful Brian, just beautiful in its intensity, its tenderness and its honesty. 
 
Phil described my last poor effort as "pure you" (meaning me, of course!) which I take as a great honour. This is pure Patterjack, unashamedly. There are echoes here of all your work for me, from your Dondingalongs to your epic poems, gentleness, sensitivity, wit & humility. 
 
A wonderful poem! 
 
Oli :)

Written by JourneyAtNight (314 comments posted) 21st February 2007
Just beautiful. 
 
E:) 

Written by fellpony (1616 comments posted) 21st February 2007
too late for me to make an original comment other than a big sniff and a furtive application of the hankie...

Written by Kathy (220 comments posted) 21st February 2007
Everyone has said what I feel about these two wonderful sonnets. It pleases me to see someone attempting the most difficult form of poem which such skill.  
 
I found it interesting that the lady looked at her image full on and naked whilst the gentleman could only glance... wonderful.  
 
Kathy

Written by Bottleblondesurfer (3362 comments posted) 21st February 2007
Well, so that is what poetry is for. I don’t think this could have been said as well in any other form and what was said was so wonderful. I’ve read a lot of poems and the good ones you remember; the exceptional ones change you a bit in some small way.  
This really moved me I thought it so tender and yet unflinchingly honest. I can’t really comment on the structure but I think there is a universality to this that everyone can find some connection with. 
What you do with it is up to you but I think it deserves a wider audience 
Jane
Too kind !
Written by patterjack (1194 comments posted) 21st February 2007
All of you reviewers !  
 
I am chuffed beyond belief . 
 
And Kathy, I guess men only take furtive peeks into mirrors while naked -- it is rarely a pretty sight ! .  
 
That comment really made me smile !  
 
patterjack 
 

Written by Kathy (220 comments posted) 1st March 2007
Even better the second time of reading... I read them aloud to myself and recognised exactly what you were trying to say. They also reveal a love story, with the lady's husband being so tender at the end inspite of her joint saddness at lost youth. 
 
I just nipped back for another peek and spotted your message. Glad I made you laugh, when I look at myself in the mirror now-a-days I have the same reaction! You've gotta laugh haven't you? 
 
I will try within my very limited free time to read more of your work. 
 
Best regards 
Kathy
Simply Wonderful
Written by mishmish (389 comments posted) 1st March 2007
Hi Brian 
 
All the superlatives have been said...definitely your best work to date! Fabulous... 
 
Great to be back...I'll email you later. 
 
Best wishes 
 
Mish x
powerful
Written by kevinrobson73 (371 comments posted) 7th March 2007
can't improve on what's been said 
great stuff
Absolutely fantastic!
Written by amsford (17 comments posted) 24th July 2008
These sonnets brought a tear to my eye. The imagery is starkly wonderful and the ending is just perfect. I'd say more, but I'd simply be reiterating all the comments that came before. 
 
Kudos on an emotionally meaningful piece!

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