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. . . ---- ------ ------ * Originally published in The Anvil of Dreams , 1995 ed