The Bullfrog
Like a Mandarin,
staring at his silky reflection,
a Narcissus frog
seated on an Arrowhead leaf
thinks he is a yellow flower.
I watch him,
my own split image,
schizophrenic frog,
conscious of the Other in himself.
First published by Black Buzzard Review
From Tea in Heliopolis (Press 53 2013)
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