The Second Mirror Avoids the Question (Revision

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This is some beautiful work, Todd. Plus, I adore that title .

The surface of the pond is mute, a dull glass—
of no opinion, I love this. Something about the punctuation seems off though... maybe the dash should be after "mute"?
each wrinkle seen as a ripple.

You remain fair, as the distant moon
is fair, cold
as the latticework of stars.

Yet, I hang by your sliced hands for me this line would have more drama without "Yet"
in this same spot.
Where once lay the shards of my brother.

Your face is the dawn’s light:
cheekbones rise like mountains, I like the effect the colon gives, like watching a sunrise in progress
skin soft as freshly fallen…Truth

is a luxury. nice bridge of the line
an icy sliver
searching for the heart.

You are fair as the frost
that kisses the windowpane. Truth Is there a significance to this repetition of truth? If so, maybe restructure it in a more prominent place to reflect that
walks a path of shattered glass.

You are the fairest of them all—
the blooming rose
in sultry summer, "rose in summer" is not particularly original but in context it works well

in a land without snow,
snow, snow. I love this close