April 16th, 2008
Intimates
Don’t you care for my love? she said bitterly.
I handed her the mirror, and said:
Please address these questions to the proper person!
Please make all requests to head-quarters!
In all matters of emotional importance
please approach the supreme authority direct! –
So I handed her the mirror.
And she would have broken it over my head,
but she caught sight of her own reflection
and that held her spell bound for two seconds
while I fled.
-D.H.Lawrence
Tanvi says:
Two perspectives again - a mirror in hand of a woman, intoxicated with her own beauty can either liberate (Lawrence, being a case in point) or enslave (unrequited love-rs!)
April 18th, 2008 at 06:47 pm
Ima says:
That’s nasty! But enjoyable. Lawrence and women, uff!
April 28th, 2008 at 01:20 am