"Narcissus,..."

Narcissus,

you ought to keep from staring –

this is not

your image, not

yourself, of whom you beg no

imploring not to

stop, to stop

tissue-petals, paper white

you have not

nor may you hold –

face averted, scent enclosed

in longing taken, lost

snow light

©2005 Ravenna Taylor

All photos: ©2014 Ravenna Taylor