by Edwin Markham
For all your days prepare,
And meet them ever alike:
When you are the anvil, bear—
When you are the hammer, strike.
Written with a Diamond on her Window at Woodstock
by Queen Elizabeth I
Much suspected by me,
Nothing proved can be,
Quoth Elizabeth prisoner.
The title of this epigram from Three Poets by Robert West is perfect.
2. THE TAXIDERMIST
Her father's dead at last, the lout—
but now he's all she writes about.
This one doesn't seem like what we usually think of as an epigram, but I like the image of Zeus shaking the darkened clouds.
from the Four Epigrams of Asclepiades - (1995)
for high voice and piano
by Gary Bachlund
for pianist and coach, Theodore Crain
Throw down snow,
Shake the darkened clouds across the earth.
Also, check out On Going Deaf by Anne Stevenson.
The Poetry Friday round-up is at Irene's today.