Every once in a while, I discover a prompt so great that all I want to do is spend all day writing poetry to it. Today’s Poetic Asides prompt was just such a one. We were asked to write an epigraph poem. There are so many clever and profound quotes out there that I wanted to write to, but I will leave you with these three, for now:
“I hope for nothing. I fear nothing.
I am free.”—Nikos Kazantzakis
a hawk descends
“He who laughs last, laughs best.”
he doesn’t move…
I don’t move…
“All women become like their mothers.
That is their tragedy.
No man does. That’s his.”—Oscar Wilde
looking more like mother