“Look at me!” Narcissus calls…
…his trumpet fades.
When May comes his beauty falls…
…’midst summer shades.
Echoing tree-columned halls…
…nymph of the glades.
Author notes
The picture is "Fanfare" [c] Lesley Haycock
According to classical legend, Narcissus was a beautiful youth who fell in love with his own reflection in a pool. Echo was a nymph who could only repeat the last words she heard, and Narcissus thought he was listening to the voice of the beautiful creature he saw in the pool. Zeus turned Narcissus into the riparian flower that bears his name still. We know it as the daffodil.
Written April 13th, 2006
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Thanks Bazza - I am glad you like it.
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Well written and presented
Powerful and dramatic and portrays the painting well. -
Thank you so much, Melodies - glad you liked it. (I may be off-line for a couple of days here at home, by the way.)
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Very Springtime and fresh! This poem page smells good, if you can use your imagination for it. I love bulb plants and how they pop up so reliable and bright after winter's dark night.
A lovely poem for us to enjoy! Thank you!
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Hi Eth - I was passing through and saw you had commented. I am very glad you liked it.
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excellent
What a great job you have done on this one Mairi. I love the history of the myth that you included in your author comments.
I love daffodils, and I never knew they were named after Narcissus..
Wow....great work.
etherealforu
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Thank you LAPoe. I am glad you enjoyed this one. I have always liked this story myself.
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Well like the spring winds that are blustering outside, you've completely blown me away with this spectacular short poem...
I just love the story of Narcissus...what a narcissistic dolt he
was..but he blooms so beautifully that we forgive him his nature..
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Thanks, Michael. Shorter poems are often the most difficult.
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Bravo!
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I would be absolutley furious
To be turned into a convolvulus.
So perhaps the Fates, with any luck'll
Make of me a scented honeysuckle.
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there should be echoes in domestic mirrors too, my reflection looks at me and runs away, think that must mean I will be turned into bindweed, you have penned a wonderful short piece here which is educational thanks to the author comments as well as a pleasure to read as a poem. well done, Broad
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Vilanger, thanks for the praise. "One of the better ones"? Wow!
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Razors, thanks a lot. I'm not a wiccan myself, but I love the old classic fables. I just might write that story!
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wow!!! this is a very good write from you and i think one of the better ones i have ever read from you. thank you for sharing this with me. vl
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this is amazing. im wiccan so i love all that stuff. good job. i really enjoy reading this. i would love to read it if you were to write a story about this.
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