by William Latham
Two hundred years ago, a legend was born.
Not born of man and woman,
but assembled from pieces of the dead.
Two hundred years ago, a poet mysteriously drowned.
A lord went off to war,
seeking safety in numbers fron an unnamed menace.
Two hundred years ago, a seventeen-year-old girl created a monster.
Someone else created him first.
And everyone knows, monsters never die.