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It's All Done with Mirrors: Reflections, Phrases & Mirror Poetry
True or False?
Write a Mirror Poem!
I said I would attempt to write a mirror poem, inspired by dzymslizzy’s hub at http://dzymslizzy.hubpages.com/hub/Mirror-Poem
I did just that (you can read it below) but I began to think about mirrors, their fascination and this hub grew from my mulling it all over. There’s more to mirrors than meets the eye!
Which Way Round?
Look in the mirror! Then work out which is left and right; your left and right. Then think about how others look at you; their left and right. That’s when we realise that we don’t see ourselves as others do, unless we look at a photograph.
A mirror offers you symmetry; everything your side of the mirror is seen in reverse from the mirror surface, as though the image was behind the mirror. How do you know it’s not behind the mirror? You do but it’s easy to see why a child cannot grasp the concept. How are things seen, literally, in a different light, how can they change their positions?
There is symmetry. This means there is a balance, a balance of patterns, images, objects, people. It’s like a 3D of Newton’s third law which says:
‘When one body exerts a force on a second body, the second body simultaneously exerts a force equal in magnitude and opposite in direction on the first body.’
The mirror gives us an image, as it were, in the opposite direction.
It gives us a balance of the world. It also ties our minds in knots!
When referring to some magic tricks, it’s said, ‘It’s all done with mirrors.’ Sometimes this is true. Our minds are tricked by the use of mirrors we cannot see. Do mirrors reflect the truth or are they a lie, a trickery? The phrase is also used when we're not sure how something works or how someone is behaving.
‘A mirror of his/her soul’ refers to someone who shows his or her true character through the expression in the eyes.
Alternatively, a person can be mirrored in another’s eyes. Read Bill Holland’s hub ‘I See You..’ and you will find a wonderful explanation of this concept, at http://billybuc.hubpages.com/hub/I-See-You-A-Moment-with-Bill-Reflection
I was reminded by Faith Reaper about the breaking of mirrors; horrors! seven years' bad luck to anyone who does that. I never throw them out!
Can you write like this?
Mirror writing can be done by anyone who fancies having a go but it’s done naturally by some, particular some dyslexics. I once heard an anecdote about a child who was sitting an exam. The invigilator was walking between the desks, keeping an eye on everything, and stopped by a young girl. She was writing from right to left, using mirror writing, just like anyone else writes ‘normally’, without any difficulty. The invigilator pointed this out; ‘Do you realise you’re using mirror writing?’
‘Oh! Am I?’ She had no idea; this was her natural way.
She then wrote the rest of her paper in conventional style, though much more slowly. Some dyslexics do this. Their writing flows until they have to resort to the conventional method of left to right with letters and words.
Leonardo Da Vinci is supposed to have been dyslexic and some mirror writing was found amongst his papers. His astounding inventions and drawings back up the premise that he was dyslexic; it’s a trait of many who have such specific difficulties. The brain is ‘wired’ in a different way, affecting the processing of ideas to speech and ideas to paper. It’s not wrong, it’s just different and in fact is often inspired, offering a refreshing outlook on life.
Mirror, mirror on the Wall
In fairytales we have ‘Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?’ This brings us to the moral aspect of looking in the mirror too often; vanity! Do we look in the mirror just to check that we haven’t got paint on our noses or that our hair isn’t sticking up like a scarecrow's, or do we spend hours checking make-up, dress, colour coding, trying umpteen outfits and finally choosing the first?
Does a mirror give us an advantage, make sure we are presentable or does it mean we’re self-indulgent, vain and smug?
To mirror something can mean we copy or mimic. It can be mirroring ideas or thoughts, actions or even writing.
Nature's mirror is water; water can mirror exactly if it is calm and flat or it can reflect a distortion if, say, we look in a waterfall or a swirling pool. These distortions are beautiful, prismatic, stunning or maybe just amusing.
Mirrors at the fair are made for the purpose of distortion. Our reflections can look longer, wider, curvy, blurred, squashed and more; it’s funny. Why is it funny? Because it’s not true! We wouldn’t be laughing if it were.
The eyes have it!
The word ‘reflections’ can mean ‘thoughts’. A mirror reflects in a straightforward way, albeit a backward image. Our own reflections or thoughts mean we’re thinking over something we’ve seen or something we’ve said. We’re looking at it from different angles, studying it in the mirror of our minds. Memories are an image, a reflection of what we’ve seen, where we’ve been, who we’ve known.
Then we have objects in which mirrors are used for certain purposes.
Periscopes are used on board naval ships; they allow us to see from one level to another, without being seen ourselves, through the positioning of reflecting mirrors.
Kaleidoscopes use angled sections of mirrors and small coloured pieces to create patterns within a tube, an illusion, a type of magic. They fascinate children of all ages.
I’m coming back to the reflection in someone’s eyes; eyes tell us so much. Up close and personal we can see ourselves mirrored in another’s eyes. Do we see what we want to see? Sometimes. Hopefully we do. We also see the soul in those eyes and they see ours. Make sure yours mirror kindness, understanding and love.
My Mirror Poem: The Merry-go-round of Life
Life is a merry-go-round,
Up and down, round and round,
We laugh, we cry, we plod, we fly.
Who knows why? Not you nor I.
Not you nor I is who knows why.
We fly, we plod, we laugh, we cry.
Round and round, up and down,
Merrily this life goes round.
Poems in the mirror
Real mirror poetry!
What happens when we look at this
through a mirror, with a kiss?
What do we see now? Do we miss
the feel of it or is it pure bliss?
Interesting thing to see
in the mirror, wild and free.
Find out what this picture be;
should you stay or should you flee?