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.
Terrible Fish- Gustatory, Olfactory, and Visual. You can imagine a very horrible smelling, bad looking, and horribly tasting fish.
Eye of a little God Four Cornered- Visual. You can imagine it being very big and bold.
Now I am a Lake- Visual. You can imagine the mirror being like a lake on sunny day reflecting everything.
Drowned a young girl- Visual and Tactile.
She has become old so the child inside her has been drowned.
What is the allusion in "Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me."?
This is an allussion to Narcisuss.