Monday, January 31, 2011

Narcissus



Child!
You’ll fall in the river!

In the depths there’s a rose
and in the rose another river.

See that bird! Look
at that yellow bird!

My eyes have disappeared
into the water.

Oh!
He’s slipping! Little boy!

… and I myself am in the rose.

When he was lost in the water
I understood. But I shan’t explain.

Lorca

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