Octavos

Narcissus Now by Diane Jackman

Cloned in each test-tube a facsimile of me.
I will observe them as they grow to manhood,
their hyacinthine eyes, their raven-black hair
a mirror of my own.

They will fill the streets
of every city in my kingdom.
Wherever I turn, I will gaze on them,
rapt in their beauty, made in my own image.

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Author

  • Diane Jackman’s poetry has appeared in Rialto, Spillway, optimum, snakeskin, small press magazines and anthologies in UK and US. Starting out as a children’s writer with seven books and 100 published stories, she now concentrates on poetry. She lives by a pond in rural Norfolk.

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Diane Jackman

Diane Jackman’s poetry has appeared in Rialto, Spillway, optimum, snakeskin, small press magazines and anthologies in UK and US. Starting out as a children’s writer with seven books and 100 published stories, she now concentrates on poetry. She lives by a pond in rural Norfolk.