Rock | A Mirror Poem
Life mirrored in rock
Through the ages of the Cosmos
Repeating the beat:
Mirrors of rock.
Mirrors of rock
Repeating the beat of the Cosmos
Through the ages:
Life mirrored in rock.
How This Poem Came to Be
I originally wrote this poem to accompany an art piece in my college art class. The photo at the top is not that artwork; that piece is too large for my scanner.
This is what I always thought of as a 'mirror poem.' It is somewhat related to a crab canon in music. A crab canon is like a musical palindrome. In one form, two players sit across from each other, the music on the table between, and each begins to play from the same sheet, at the point which, from their perspective, is the top of the page.
In another format, the music is simply written out in the backwards-to-forwards manner using two staffs, one player reading one staff, and the other the second.
© C.E. Carl 1-1987
© C.E. Carl Elias 5-6-15
Photo is by Pixabay
© 2015 Liz Elias
Comments
I like the poem a lot and I do have one on molten rock.
Your musical explanations interest me. I knew two Chinese players who were inseparable, and derived great strength from their music while playing together.
Your rock is a mirror, all right. Much Love.
I have not heard of mirror poetry before. It´s a nice one. Thanks for educating me.
I hadn't heard of mirror poetry - just arrived here via annart pages - (It's All Done With Mirrors)
How interesting and how creative - must delve more into these different aspects of expression. Love the poem.
I've never heard of mirror poetry before. It's an interesting concept! I enjoyed your version very much. The photo is lovely, too.
Awesome. Perspective is everything.
Out of sight and mind-blowing, it is represented by itself. I voted up, shared and pinned it.
Kevin
Great poem and what an interesting idea! I might try that as it seems quite challenging. Love getting new ideas from other writers and I've never come across mirror poetry before. Well done!
Ann
Interesting, Lizzy. Thank you for the explanation. In reading it from the bottom up, I see what you mean.
Informative and beautiful hub. The poem, though short and sweet, really makes you think abut time, past and present.
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