Losing Face I don’t know that face, even though it seeped into my skin lives ago and peers out at me often through curtains of dreams. How can it be I don’t know you anymore? • • • ©2013, Jen Payne IMAGE: The Face of Genius, Rene Magritte Share this:ShareFacebookEmailTwitterTumblrLike this:Like Loading... Related 9 thoughts on “Losing Face” Add yours Wow. Powerful. Reply Thank you! : ) Another good one! Keep those poems coming! Reply I LOVE when they show up! Ooo, very powerful. Reply Thanks! A Magritte I don’t know, and a mysterious poem — Two gifts of the day. P.S. It doesn’t actually matter so much that you don’t know her — because she knows you. Reply Finding new Magritte images is always fun! Interesting interpretation on the poem…would it surprise you to know the she was actually he? DELIGHTED it could be read both ways, actually!! Fascinating — yes, a very different interpretation. There may be even more ways it could be read — Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new posts via email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.