How you would paraphrase the poem Mirror?

Question

Mirror--- Sylvia Plath

I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.

What ever you see I swallow immediately

Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.

I am not cruel, only truthful---

The eye of a little god, four-cornered.

Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.

It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long

I think it is a part of my heart. But it flickers.

Faces and darkness separate us over and over.

Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me,

Searching my reaches for what she really is.

Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.

I see her back, and reflect it faithfully.

She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.

I am important to her. She comes and goes.

Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.

In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman

Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.

Answer 1

It's a poem about what a mirror must put up with. I think some lines could have been omitted: "The eye of a little god, four-cornered.";

"Searching my reaches for what she really is.";  "Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish."

Otherwise, I think it is an excellent representation of word-imagery.

Answer 2

It's ok. But there should be some paragraphs.