Feeling restless after having been stuck in all day because of work on the computer, I decided to give vent to my feelings and go for a walk around my wild finca in the drizzle and mist. I was surprised to see the following flowers already out…
The photo of the narcissus flowers brings to mind the Latin tale of Narcissus and Echo from Ovid’s Metamorphosis.
Echo, a nymph who cannot speak except to repeat the last few words she has heard falls desperately in love with the beautiful and conceited Narcissus, who is in love with himself. He rejects her and she withers away, eventually turning into stone, and leaving only her voice behind which echoes around the world.
Fred Chappell (author and poet, born 1936, N. Carolina) wrote a poem of the same name.
(The italics in the following poem represent the voice of Echo.)
Narcissus and Echo
Shall the water not remember Ember
my hand’s slow gesture, tracing above of
its mirror my half-imaginary airy
portrait? My only belonging longing,
is my beauty, which I take ache
away and then return as love of
of teasing playfully the one being unbeing.
whose gratitude I treasure Is your
moves me. I live apart heart
from myself, yet cannot not
live apart. In the water’s tone, stone?
that shining silence, a flower Hour,
whispers my name with such slight light:
moment, it seems filament of air, fare
the world become clouds well. well.
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Hello! I was born in London but moved to Cordova (inland Andalusia) thirty-two years ago. Although I qualified as a geologist, I had to retrain, and I now teach English and work as a freelance translator, writer and artist (sort of!).
I have written and published two books: Edward’s Secret and the Enchanted Throne for young teens, available from Amazon, and also 'An English Lady in Cordova - the Alternative Guide' which tells of my experiences (both humorous and harrowing) of living in Cordoba and later on, in the countryside location of Posadas. I describe the culture, history, geography and emblematic sites of Cordova, Posadas, the neighbouring villages and local Sierra — (hence the ‘alternative guide’ bit!)
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2 comentarios sobre “Early flowers”
How lovely to have broom and narccisi blooming already. I love the fragrance of broom. I really like that poem too. It’s very cleverly done and ably demonstrates the two of them not communicating and Narcissus really being very true to his name. I will check out your wild asparagus (I didn’t know there was such a thing) recipe. 🙂
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Yes, the fragrance of broom is lovely, and now I’ve seen that the mimosa will soon flower. This really does have a delicate perfume. I also love the painting by Waterhouse that accompanies the poem — the Pre-Raphaelites are one of my favourite styles.
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