Ante Room of the Twelve Pathways

Shalott is standing in front
Of a broken mirror
Her grand aunt’s broken mirror
And she is holding the doll
The bad doll that broke the mirror
And now her Aunt is going to be mad
Because this bad doll got mad
and hit the mirror

Aunt Alice comes into the attic
and finds her there
“Oh Shalott
What happened?”
“Are you mad at me Aunt Alice?”
“How could I be mad at you child . . .”

“This doll . . . she broke the mirror . . .”
”Child . . . don’t blame the doll
It’s not her fault
She is really a very good little doll . . .”

“No she isn’t
She breaks things . . .”
“Shalott
Let her break things then
Better she should break everything
In the world
Then you be angry at her
She really is a very good doll”

Shalott looks at the mirror
And realizes that she can walk through it
Pass through the cracks
And she does . . .

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Chyfrin the Celtic poet

Artist, Poet, Electrical/Biomedical Engineer, Actor, Playwright, Set construction, Educator, Lover of womankind and single malt scotch

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