Echo and Narcissus

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Then hear me now, as I bend and gaze;
Echo: Gaze
He plunged his arms to revere, embrace
Echo: Embrace

He hovered around fountain lost in praise;
Echo: Praise
And lost count of passing nights and days
Echo: Days

Beautiful being, why do you shun and fade?
Echo: Fade
Hear me sigh enamoured by looks and ways
Echo: Ways

Narcissus knew not he loved his own image;
Echo: Image
“Do we ever know when it’s time to finish?”
Echo: Finish

He weeped as tears meld with troubled water;
Echo: Water
He knew not what else he could possibly offer.
Echo: Offer

Vanity, I’m sensible enough not to fall as prey;
Echo: Play
As I write down my words in pursuit of today.
Echo: Stay


Form: Echo Verse

Photo credits:Β Echo and Narcissus, John William Waterhouse (1903)

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48 thoughts on “Echo and Narcissus

  1. Susan says:

    Beautifully woven, with such insightful repetitions. It made me think of my youthful adoration that I called love. I like the variation in the last verse.

  2. X says:

    I wrote it at Sumana’s as well. It was interesting in researching for the prompt that some of the more vain people identified were poets, in our need to express ourselves. It is a fine line there. Especially in the social media medium…as we often feel full on the praise we receive.

    The echo definitely adds much to this. It makes it rather haunting.

    How easy it is to fall prey to our vanity. I think the telling line in your verse is that, he did not even know he had fallen prey. Would we?

  3. Kerry says:

    This is so very well done. So clever to use Echo as a voice in the form. The mood is as languid as Narcissus and the scene, magical.

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