<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=473750" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Looking Glass</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Looking Glass </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A mirror hang on a tree, to scare crows, or </div><div style="margin:10px 0">perhaps it was for shepherd's goddess to</div><div style="margin:10px 0">comb her golden fleece? Its light reflected </div><div style="margin:10px 0">on the ground- quick as a breeze- a ghost </div><div style="margin:10px 0">of a mouse looking for its burrow? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Far off, amongst green olive trees, I saw </div><div style="margin:10px 0">sheep the colour of clay, lawnmowers on</div><div style="margin:10px 0">four legs, they kept track of their lambs by </div><div style="margin:10px 0">baaing, each one had a distinct bleat, baas </div><div style="margin:10px 0">from their young, had a pleasing euphony.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Clouds sailed across the sky, clippers and </div><div style="margin:10px 0">schooners bound for India; tea, spices and </div><div style="margin:10px 0">other delights, the tiny ghost had found its</div><div style="margin:10px 0">tunnel. I looked into Alice's own mirror, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and saw the blankness of cancelled time.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oskar+Hansen">Oskar Hansen</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=473750" data-title="Looking Glass de Oskar Hansen" data-description="Looking Glass A mirror hang on a tree, to scare crows, or perhaps it was for shepherd's goddess to comb her golden fleece? Its light reflected on the ground- quick as a breeze- a ghost of a mouse looking for its burrow? Far off, a..."></div> </div> </div>

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