Sunday, June 2, 2019

Looking Into a Passing River






Hera took Echo’s voice
So she can only repeat
What others said

… I have seen Gothic cathedrals
From Warsaw to Barcelona
Stone elephants in the Church of Santa Maria
de Belém in Lisboa

Yet Narcissus never saw
In Echo what in Donacon River
He found

… I left my hope in the Lady of Lourdes
A sunny day in Singapore
And admired the Grand Mosque of Hayatnagar
In Hyderabad

But a voiceless nymph
Never feared that I would knew
About myself in reflection

So there was no funeral for a watery
Grave
Just a flower
Purple within
White leaves surrounded

Six petal-like tepals
Surmounted by a cup corona
En guise of goodbye

June 2, 2019
© Vahé A. Kazandjian, 2019

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