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    Mirrors Made of Ink
    Mirrors Made of Ink
    Mirrors Made of Ink
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    Mirrors Made of Ink

    By Shannon Quist

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    A collection of sixty poems spanning moments across a lifetime, Mirrors Made of Ink focuses on the emotional catast

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherWord Noodle Press
    Release dateMar 25, 2024
    ISBN9798218396398
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      Mirrors Made of Ink - Shannon Quist

      Foreword

      I see more of myself in ink than I do in the mirror.

      - Andromeda Moon

      There is no coherent beginning or ending to my story. This particular tale spans several lifetimes and it won’t end with me, but still, it’s time to document some things. At the very least, there can be a beginning and ending to this chapter.

      As an introduction to this collection, I’d like to present you with a consideration of how we change over time and how, with our regrets and anxieties, our histories and our hopes, we flit about from the present to the past and future almost constantly. The poems included in this book follow a thoughtful arc of the actual timeline of my life events, but the vast majority of pieces were written in the past five years or so.

      The passage of time has been a strange experience for me. Or rather, the way I feel it progress has never been quite right. I sometimes feel as though I float through and every once in a while, when I take the time to look at myself in the mirror, everything is different from the last time I took stock. Did you ever hear the story of the boy who had a magic ball that could fast forward the passage of time? It’s called "The Magic Thread" and a version of the folk tale was printed in The Book of Virtues. The Adam Sandler movie, Click, is based on that story, too.

      The difference is that, unlike the complete amnesia that Peter (from the story) and Michael (from the movie) experience, I can vaguely remember the dark periods if I try hard enough. Writing helps. It forces my memory to track the ways in which I do and don’t recognize myself as I grow. It’s also a way to preserve those memories, like fossils in the sediment. The feminist anthropologist Sherry B. Ortner once said that, as a construct of culture and how the patriarchy defines gender roles, woman's body seems to doom her to mere reproduction of life; the male, on the other hand, … creates relatively lasting, eternal, transcendent objects, while the woman creates only perishables--human beings (14). But I intend to contribute to the world and live on in both ways: through the creative artifacts I leave behind, and in the heart of the little one that follows me.

      It’s important that I hold onto these moments of awakening to jot down a hasty word photograph of my experiences; it’s the only time I feel fully alive, and even if the photographs aren’t of the same time my physical body occupies, they’re still worth recording.

      In that spirit, a more technical explanation of the composition time required for this collection is now due. Barring one special exception, the earliest poem in this collection is from 2009. The most recent is from 2023. In that time span, a lot has happened, but the basic gist is that I became an adult adoptee in 2009, began my tentative search for my first mother nine years later, and said my final goodbye to her in 2023.

      This is a wordy scrapbook of some of the moments I have recorded in the only mirror that seems to reflect accurately: words on the page. I’d like to share

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