SOMEONE who is not me and who is entirely identical to myself dogs my heels and trots behind me. It’s someone else who speaks my words and ratifies my actions
my memories are recalled by another and someone else looks out through my eyes. Someone whose alternative I am lurks in the mirror and mimics one by one my every imperceptible expression. I am not the image and precise reflection of myself but an image of the other.
Translation: Anthony Geist
გამოხატეთ თქვენი აზრი მოცემული ლექსის შესახებ კომენტარის სახით!..
