The Stranger in the Mirror

Image: Photo of Iris Carden. Text: I still look for the face I once knew.

The Stranger in the Mirror

Poem by Iris Carden

I don't know this woman's face.
but she's in my mirror again
the swelling, rashes and scars
tell the story of her long-term pain.

These hands that are stiff
with joints that won't bend,
are clumsy and swollen
as they grasp at the pen.

Hips and knees that won't work,
a gut that's disturbed,
a brain always fuzzy,
and clumsy with words.

This woman's a stranger,
someone unfamiliar,
But lupus has made her
the one in my mirror.

Even now I still look  
for the face I once knew.
before all this disease
has put me through.


By Iris Carden

Iris Carden is an Australian indie author, mother, grandmother, and chronic illness patient. On good days, she writes. Because of the unpredictability of her health, she writes on an indie basis, not trying to meet deadlines. She lives on a disability support pension now, but her ultimate dream is to earn her own living from her writing.

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