I’m sitting here across streets and snowdrifts
watching for a signal out of this haunted night
when maybe I should be out there, listening
I need to know who lit the candle in that broken window
who left it to sputter and die in the storm
who maybe they followed the wind away into darkness
searching for something on the other side of the glass
the kind of faded reflection a window creates
blurred shadows, a facsimile of the world in muted light
but still there all the same
with a face and a mouth and hands and
if I stare long enough I can see its eyes
Eyes wide and leering though my own are closed
Eyes and a smile, too
curving too far up its face like the blade of a knife
and now I know I can never look away
because that’s all it wants me to do
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This whole situation has me seriously contemplating one day living in a remote cabin as far away from any major city as I can possibly get. Maybe on the shore of a picturesque lake somewhere in the mountains. In my mind, I’m there already.
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The Light is On 
11 responses to “Faded Reflection”
Reminds me of a time when we lose a loved one. Dreaming of a cabin far away or for me an island. Traveling the islands of Tahiti on google Earth, I did this once. In a way we can be wherever we want to be in our minds and hearts especially. I’ve been told the grass is green right where we’re standing. Thanks Mitch.
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Indeed! I’ve recently heard people say that the grass is greenest wherever you water it. Not sure who came up with that, but it makes sense!
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This is one of my favorite posts so far. My heart throbs and nostalgia wells up inside my soul. I too dream of the hermit life.
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I appreciate that a lot, thank you (: one day!
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Might be better to be there in your mind, the city folks with vacation homes are already there. And their little friends too, Heee hee hee hee!
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True! Isolation among the isolated—that’s the goal!
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I honestly think this is one of the best poems you’ve written. The metaphors, everything, I love it 🙂 Wouldn’t mind escaping to a remote cabin myself.
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Much appreciated, thanks so much (: it definitely seems like the way to go right now
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Really atmospheric.
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Cheers (:
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That’s already how I live… very remote. It’s quiet and peaceful and I wouldn’t want it any other way.
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