ERNIE AND ERNESTINA: Searching
Book Two, Chapter 25: Ernie’s Love Poem
I’m still going through Ernie’s papers when I find a yellow envelope he’s labeled Poems.
He didn’t write many poems.
I draw out a few pieces of paper, wrinkled. One poem is titled Strange Mirror.
I see me in thee looking out at me.
How can that be?
How can I be inside thee looking at me?
There I be inside thee staring out at me because I love thee.
I read this poem over and over again.