A woman glances into an old metal mirror and finds that her own reflection comes with something else: the faint outline of a crane engraved on the mirror’s back. The image is dim, as if worn down or seen through the surface. With the title “Time” in mind, the crane seems like a quiet symbol of age and endurance. The speaker is not simply looking at herself; she is catching a glimpse of how time leaves its marks—on objects, on bodies, on the way we see ourselves. The mood is still, private, and slightly uncanny. There is no panic or grief, just a slow recognition that the self and the passing years are hard to separate.
Time — Summary
Looking at myself in my metal mirror, I saw, faintly outlined, The figure of a crane Engraved upon its back.