TARKOVSKY’S MIRROR - Part 3: Voice, Nature, Chekhov & Poetry (Zerkalo / Зеркало)

Part 3 of the in-depth exploration of Tarkovsky’s oneiric masterpiece Mirror (Zerkalo). An examination of the first quarter of the elements present in the first 15 minutes of the film, showcasing the wealth of content and interpretation amidst this grandiose cinematic art work. Arseny Tarkovsky - First Meetings: Every second of our time together We exulted, as if it were epiphany, We two alone in the world. Lighter And braver than a bird’s wing, You flew down the stairs Like dizziness, skipping half of them, Through wet lilacs into your realm On the other side of the mirror. When night fell, I was given a gift. The doors of the sanctuary opened: In the darkness, nakedness was lit And slowly bowed to the ground. And waking up, I said, “Blessed one,” Knowing that daring was my blessing: You slept, and the lilacs On the table leaned to touch your eyelids With the blue of the universe And those eyelids touched by the blue Were at peace, and your hand was warm. While in the crystal, rivers pulsed, Mountains sm