A House Divided Comments

Some rare occasions a metaphor is so compelling it takes n an identity outside the poem it serves; for me, this is one that does just so: I BECOME A WINDOW LOOKING IN ON MYSELF. This suggests a range of meanings from an intense interior life to a trap of solipsism. Obviously context will complete the meaning of the metaphor, but I am so taken with the possible meanings I want to play with almost as a poem in eight words or twelve syllables. The I and MYSELF framing the sentence may be seen as an ouroboros, biting its own tail, a closed circle, self-sufficient existent.