elegy for a queen

Elegy for a Queen

The high grandeur of sleep,
a pictured bliss, in peace
of yours, deserving warmth, at least.

In sadness, you may enter now
and speak above the silence. How
you’d argue with Charon
about your destination.

Such sharp voice,
now soft, in Hades’ court,
you plead your case; perhaps it brought
such excitement that in ages,
the Fates have never felt or heard.

And wit and sarcasm, in death is such
a dark joke, but still in rest, we know
you’ll never pass a chance
to crack another one.

And your words will find their way
into humanity’s thoughts and speeches,
long after every paper
has declared that you are gone.

— A. P.

*for M., may she rest in peace.

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