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The Mistake


ISSUE:  Spring 2012

No mirrors, not even above the sink,
only the study hall’s glass doors
repeating their mistake,

one reflection bending into the next,
indistinguishable. Inside, the same.
When they rise from books

to introduce themselves,
a visitor sees a photograph
shot to look old,

teachers and students abstracted
into dark suits and hats.
To repent is to see again,

see the quick shrugs and alliances,
as each defends his answer
against the others’ challenges,

the Aramaic checked on smart phones,
quickened into English, Spanish, and Hebrew.
A row of windows, lit from inside.

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