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Man of Glass
After El Licenciado Vidriera
(Miguel de Cervantes)
“I am made of glass,” I said.
“You can see right through me.”
But the harder you looked,
the less you saw.
You claimed
there was nothing there,
just empty air.
“Your glass is an illusion,” you said.
“It’s not half full
and it’s not half empty.”
“Glass is fragile,
I break easily.
Drop me, I shatter;
hot and cold will
make me crack.”
“Your fragility is in your mind,
not in the fact of your existence.”
“When light passes through me
I break into a million colors,”
I said.
“You are a prism,
the colors that you cast
change you and rain
rainbow lights
that change others
too.”
“That’s because,” I said,
“I’m made of glass.”

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You are right. Your picture does not sing for me but your unseen lips read to me. I am so glad you are on Spotify.
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That’s lovely, Louise. You DO have the heart of a poet. Thank you so much.
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Perfect picture placement! Excellent!
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Thanks Louise. Alas, my picture does not sing for you. But I would if I could. Lots of love
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