Mirrory

[lucentwavering]

Yes, bena, it should be breastless. The original impulse for this poem was a line from Sylvia Plath wherein she asks 'Has it breasts? Has it edges?'. The strangeness and delight of these questions was the original impulse of the poem. Thus I am willing to change a lot of things, but this image is rather important, even if I cannot explain what exactly I mean by it. I will let you know when I have a new draft.