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Poem by Sylvia Plath about a mirror's truthful reflection and a woman's aging, ending with the image of an old woman rising 'like a terrible fish.'

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"I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions. Whatever I see I swallow immediately Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike. I am not cruel, only truthful‚ The eye of a little god, four-cornered."
Mirror – Sylvia Plath · u/Athousandlashes · ↑51 · 2022-10-23
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