Two Women

Two beauties
turn away from each other.
One living, one a frescoed image
from the past.
They reflect as a mother and daughter might
a difference in temperament.
Veins of rosy marble
complement the daughter’s
living skin tones.
Her eyes are fixed on the photographer
face turned away, toward the light.
This daughter does not really smile.
Still she is winsome
perhaps wistfully wishing
for the love she could not feel —
The mural in the background
appears lifelike —
the way the pair’s enmity might
to the casual observer.
Sometimes it is difficult to tell
what is real
and what is illusion.