There is a word, uniting the Greek term
for next to, or extended from
with eidolon, meaning image
something glimpsed, as in a mirror,
and then reflected back to
the pattern-forming mind.
With this word we have framed
the tendency to find ourselves
in dusty ceilings, lurid carpets;
scudding clouds
And folds of cloth.
Somehow, in old walls, tea towels, or
Found pebbles,
our infinitely expressive faces
are always being figured forth:
aghast, or pensive
inscrutable, or glum.
For most
of all,
in all things,
we like to see
Our
likeness.
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