I found this incredibly powerful poem in Nonviolent Communication by Marshall Rosenberg.
The Mask
Always a mask
Held in the slim hand whitely
Always she had a mask before her face--
Truly the wrist
Holding it lightly
Fitted the task;
Sometimes however
Was there a shiver,
Fingertip quiver,
Ever so slightly--
Holding the mask?
For years and years and years I wondered
But dared not ask
And then--
I blundered,
Looked behind the mask,
To find
Nothing--
She had no face.
She had become
Merely a hand
Holding a mask
With grace.
--Author unknown
Quote from: Lisbeth on July 11, 2008, 07:54:00 AM
I found this incredibly powerful poem in Nonviolent Communication by Marshall Rosenberg.
The Mask
That's wonderful!
Z
Beautiful...... Wow, thanks for sharing that. :)
Actually, it reminds me a lot of Wilde's The Sphinx Without a Secret. http://www.online-literature.com/wilde/2320/ (http://www.online-literature.com/wilde/2320/)
The first thing I thought of was C. S. Lewis' last novel, 'Til We Have Faces.
lovely
Nice poem, Liz. Thanks for sharing it.
Nichole
Powerful. The poem says a lot.
Thank you, Lisabeth.
Chaunte
Very beautiful, Liz
Thank you for sharing.
Janet