Narcissus and Echo

The pool must have longed for Narcissus.

In a world where the gods punish girls like Echo and boys like Narcissus,

Pools can pine for men,

The flower he becomes.

She liked them in bunches.

I used to buy her bunches of them every spring, early spring,

The daffodils mark the season.

I’d put them in a vase I bought at Macy’s one summer

For the irises I’d buy at a stand on 2nd Avenue.

We’d share wine at Jules; stares, gazes, words and photos.

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