Poem : Ananke

 

Life and Death , they say,

Together in this world were born,

Twin sisters sharing equal favour,

For who tastes one must also have

The other’s flavour;

 

So when she died, in youth’s first flush,

Her father set up monument ,

A thing of beauty ,

Which was the envy of every eye;

 

But I, for that matter,

Shall nevermore see her

As beautiful as she was when alive. . .  

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* Originally published in The Anvil of Dreams , 1995 ed