Wednesday, like any day, is a great day for Poetry.
This week's poem is about Narcissus, who falls in love with his image in a pool of water and then drowns in the pool. Narcissus also refers to daffodils. I tried to combine the two.
Narcissus
I bend and unbend, flowing
on the green stem of breeze,
seeing my reflection
in your silver.
All winter I waited inside of darkness
Earth polished me and held me back,
told time in shadow lengths and drifts,
told me secrets.
I should have known better
than to ask your silent echo for answers
I should have known better
than to stoop too deeply
by your pool.
This week's poem is about Narcissus, who falls in love with his image in a pool of water and then drowns in the pool. Narcissus also refers to daffodils. I tried to combine the two.
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| Narcissus by Caravaggio. Wikimedia images. |
I bend and unbend, flowing
on the green stem of breeze,
seeing my reflection
in your silver.
All winter I waited inside of darkness
Earth polished me and held me back,
told time in shadow lengths and drifts,
told me secrets.
I should have known better
than to ask your silent echo for answers
I should have known better
than to stoop too deeply
by your pool.
Very nice, Ute.
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