My eyes- fixed in the mirror
Of the silent room, where
I was watching my reflection
Holding my black camera,
I was watching myself there,
As a ghost woman, dressed
In my black and white dress
With stamps of blooming flowers.
I didn’t see the female ghost there,
But I think she saw me " as
I was attached to my reflection
While on the photos later,
I recognized her ephemeral
Silhouette in cloudy shine of
the mirror. She was Isis .
---nour ---
July-013
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