A man looks at himself in the mirror; but there is no mirror.
He sees himself in his father,
His opponent, his friend —what is it he wants?
The cat sees her reflection, and jumps into the water after it…
All this looking, stretching toward what? Hoping for what? more than just a meal… even that ecstatic meeting of the flesh
Is only a morsel, without that spirit reaching too
John (Pat) Huie on Sweet Smells Dale Smith on Sweet Smells David on I Like These…