Epigram Trifariam: Winners of The 13th Antigone Competition

What Mastery of Poetastery!

For our latest competition, the auspicious 13th, we invited readers from around the world to submit three short poems, in three particular styles: the limerick, the clerihew, and the rhyming quatrain. And weโ€™re delighted to say, you leapt to the task: we had entries from thirteen countries across five continents!

Half a dozen judges assembled in what they thought would be a place for quiet and careful contemplation: a far-flung village, high up in the mountains of Rhaetia. The Graubรผnden region of East Switzerland seemed to offer the perfect balance of rustic beauty and necessary amenities. So we travelled out to the location to the meet the man. (We had thought that the place was run by some Australian called “Davo”, but on closer inspection there was in fact no apostrophe visible in the atlas.)

Unfortunately, however, the press attention over in Davos was of a scale far larger than the touring retinue of Antigone editors is used to: it wasnโ€™t just the usual gaggle of Netflix docufilmers, suits representing Big Philology, the #darkacademia online influencers, and Emily Maitlis. No, every man and his dog had descended on, or rather ascended to, the village. After some crossed wires, and several in retrospect ill-judged speeches to camera, we attempted to give to the assembled crowd of reporters, we decided to ignore the hubbub and hunker down in the chalet.

It took two days and five nights to reach a judgment (the slopes werenโ€™t going to ski themselves) but in the end we got there. So now, for your delectation, we present a glorious medley โ€“ first, of those who won the prizes in each of our categories; then, of those entrants who really should have won a prize too in a better-ordered world; and then, of those individual epigrams which amused the judges as a whole. We received hundreds of poems this time round, so congratulations to all who made the list, and consolations to the many who did not. The team really appreciated the effort of every single one of you who had the courage and the ingenuity to craft and submit an entry!

In what follows, all trios of poems are presented in the order Limerick: Clerihew : Quatrain, unless otherwise stated. (It might, on reflection, only be stated once.)


Winners

Over-18 Category

The ancient philosopher Zeno

Had the silliest paradox we know.

An arrow that dives

But never arrives

Wouldn’t pass for a joke in the Beano.

 

Plato

Never ate a potato.

But a tuber you have to peel

Would not have been his ideal.

 

Pythagoras’s soul in transmigration

Might well have taken on a form heroic โ€“

Or formed the basis of a cold collation,

And ended up inside a hungry Stoic.

 

The stern Stoic doctrines of Zeno

Led people to scoff โ€œWhat does he know?

Our guide Epicurus

Says pleasure should lure us โ€”

So hereโ€™s to good friends and good vino!โ€

 

The Monist Melissus

Thought the world of his missus.

He had lots of fun

Telling people heโ€™d found The One.

 

โ€œIf a fig is a fig,โ€ pondered Plato,

And a trough is the thing they call โ€˜troughโ€™,

Is Tomato the Form, or โ€˜Tom-ay-toโ€™?

By Zeusโ€”letโ€™s just call it all off.โ€

 

The ancient philosopher Zeno

said, โ€œOddly enough, I can see no

way you can prove

that an object can move,โ€

but the Greeks sighed and said, โ€œWhat does HE know?โ€

 

Heraclitus,

please invite us

to swim in your river again. Once was nice,

but I long to swim in that same river twice!

Plato, the wisest man in Greece,

once cautioned Aristotle,

โ€œItโ€™s fun to drink with Socrates,

but don’t drink from his bottle.โ€

 


18-and-under Category

There was once an emperor named Nero

To a deluded few, he was a hero.

He tried and he tried

To not be despised

But faltered and became a zero.

 

Careful and cruel Domitian,

He finished the Colosseum.

He was bad and the people cried.

Werenโ€™t they joyous when he died!

 

The self-declared foe of Neptune, Caligula

Made his horse Incitatus consul, such hilarity!

Little boots, a ruler very irregular,

Was removed from statues following his barbarity.

 

 

(Quatrain, Clerihew, Limerick)

 

On rhetoric the Sophists were here to educate,

With all the tricks needed to win a debate.

They knew a good argument was irresistible โ€“

and that meant the truth could be twistable

But Plato said โ€˜no!โ€™

A lie is your foe

Truth is objective

And words should reflect this.


Aristotle declared โ€œGuys! Stop the chaos!

We can settle this because I am the boss.

Rhetoric needs rules โ€“

Don’t be such fools!

Just use ethos, logos and pathos.

 

Diogenes was not a well man,

He loved his life in a can,

It was really a barrel,

He lacked fine apparel,

For on luxuries he placed a ban.

 

Here lies Plato the great,

No realm of forms in his current state,

Just lowered and stooped with a frown,

With Socratesโ€™ every word written down.

 

Come ye Aristotle master of man,

For knowledge so great has thee by Zeus,

But torn apart by Italyโ€™s ruffian,

Oh well, poison comedy rings the truce.

 


Very Honourable Mentions

 

Dumb Ways to Die in the (Ancient) West

 

There once was a playwright named Aeschylus*

Whose skull proved to be thin and eggshell-ish:

A skydiving turtle

From an eagleโ€™s claws hurtled

And crushed the Greek tragedy specialist.

*US pronunciation [edd.]

Hot-headed Empedocles

Called himself god emphatically.

โ€œLava canโ€™t kill me,โ€ he boasted.

Then he roasted.

 

Old Chrysippus, the Stoic bigwig,

Should have saved his breath:

He saw a donkey eating figs

And laughed himself to death.

 

Laurence Pekari, Peabody, MA, USA

 

*  *  *

 

Three Dim Emperors

 

Of Constantine Palaeologus,

The title is perfectly bogus.

His subjects were Greek,

Militarily weak,

And completely unpractised with togas.

 

Though the life of Silbannacus

Might be labelled opacus

By thwarted historians,

At least it seems he wasnโ€™t murdered by Praetorians.

 

Last of the West, young Romulus Augustulus

Ruled for ten months.  Was he stout, was he slim?

Was he winsome and smooth, or cromulous and pustulous?

Nobody knows; nor what happened to him.

 

Julia Griffin, Statesboro, GA, USA

 

*  *  *

 

There once was a soldier named Caesar,

Who was famed as a great woman pleaser,

But things got less linear,

When he went to Bithynia,

And found heโ€™d become the receiver.

 

Julius Caesar Augustus, nรฉe Tiberius,

Was known as frugal, dull and serious,

But Suetonius claims he became quite care-free,

When he ditched the racket of Rome for the shores of Capri.

 

From the bitter blood of civil war,

To the shining streets of civil law,

Augustus raised Rome from smouldโ€™ring ashes,

While he razed the freedoms of its masses.

 

Meg Challis, Melbourne, Australia

 

*  *  *

 

Mathematophilia

 

The conundrum of Being encumbers

Poor Pythagoras, wrecking his slumbers.

Some omnipotent pills

Take the edge off his ills:

Soothing sleep is delivered by Numb(-)ers.

 

Zeno of Elea

Was moved by an idea.

Achilles, pleased by the proof he brought us,

Has given up trying to catch the tortoise.

 

Thrasymachus applied to Platoโ€™s school.

When he showed up, the master blocked his path,

Turned him away: โ€œYou advocate misrule,

And, what is worse, you donโ€™t know any math.โ€

 

Philip Kitcher, New York, USA

 

*  *  *

 

Diogenes made an odd sight,

curled up in his barrel at night.

When he met Alexander,

he said, โ€œDonโ€™t just stand there,

get yourself out of my light.โ€ 

 

Aristotle

wrote a helluva lotle

including a treatise

on the development of the fetus.

 

Democritus found it rather cheery

to contemplate atomic theory:

all nature created and destroyed

by particles whirling in the Void.

 

Ruth Holzer, Potomac Falls, VA, USA

 

*  *  *

 

Tiberius Claudius Nฤ›ro

โ€™s perversions still chill to the marrow:

Suetonius Carusโ€™

vile tales may still scar us

โ€“ or is my own mind just too narrow?

 

     4: scar ] scare editores veteres Britannici

 

โ€˜Bootsieโ€™ the emperor, Gaius Caligula

never improved his animula vagula.

His favโ€™rite puella, whenever he kissed her,

demanding much more, shouted โ€˜Stop! Iโ€™m your sister!โ€™

 

In more ways than one ฮœฮทฯ„ฯฮฟฮบฮฟฮฏฯ„ฮทฯ‚,

yet hoping for marital freedom,

Nero said with a totally straight face

โ€˜Would you like to try out my new boat, Mum?โ€™

 

Michael Hendry, Staunton, VA, USA

 

*  *  *

 

You’ll know Heraclitusโ€™ name โ€“

From his lips pearls of wisdom once came:

โ€œEverything moves,

Nothing stays,โ€ which just proves

That the same river isn’t the same.

 

Parmenides of Elea

Said, โ€œMy friends, I gotta tell ya โ€“

If you think change is more than an illusion

Youโ€™re under a delusion!โ€

 

You must admit old Zeno’s smart;

It’s paradoxical but still he’s

Somehow proved that, with a start,

A tortoise could outrun Achilles!

 

Elizabeth Manning, Malvern, Worcesterhire, UK

 

*  *  *

 

The Emperor Heliogabalus

Had habits most foul and quite fabulous.

Should he meet a nice fella,

Heโ€™d say, โ€œHi, Iโ€™m Ella,

Now why donโ€™t you come take a grab at us.โ€


To his chagrin, Caligula

Could not surmount the stigma a

Hack gossip like Suetonius

Wove salacious and erroneous.

 

Beard a-bristle, Julian tried

In Neoplatonic hullabaloo

To turn around the Christian tide

But he had no follow through. 

 

Andrew Wood, Seaview, New Zealand

 

* * *

 

โ€™Twas Zeno who founded the Stoa

Poikile, and made it a goer.

His fist he would clasp

With a confident grasp:

Katalepsis, the mark of the knower.

 

Cleanthes of Assos

Scratched notes on shells in Zenoโ€™s classes;

Than others of cash shorter,

He toiled a night job, carting water.

 

Chrysippus of Soli was the third,

The Stoaโ€™s next Scholarch:

Of cosmic logos, he inferred,

We share a godly spark.

 

Judith Stove, Sydney, Australia

 

* * *

 

There once was a Roman named Nero

Who fancied himself quite the hero

But he was playing the liar

While Rome played with fire

And his talent for singing? Sub-zero.

 

Julius Caesar,

Big plebeian pleaser,

Could have used a more truculent wife.

Surely a battleaxe would have saved his life.

 

Marcus Aurelius learned death in his mind

And steeled his soul for every season.

He said, โ€œThough myriad despisers I find,

I refuse to provide them with reason.โ€

 

Eden Cowles, Denver, CO, USA

 

* * *

 

Said old Epictetus, โ€œIโ€™ll bet

we could all of us be happy yet

if we were not ambitious

to gain all our wishes,

and started to want what we get.โ€

 

Parmenides

believed that manโ€™s sensory faculties

lead to conclusions false and unfruitful โ€“

especially when heโ€™s taken a snootful.

 

For Plato once my love was warm,

but now itโ€™s reached a sad disjunction.

I always felt he loved my form

but had his doubts about my function.

 

Gail White, Breaux Bridge, LA, USA

 


The Best of the Rest!

And now hereโ€™s a medley of some our favourite other entries, divided between Limerick, Clerihew, and finally Quatrain:

LIMERICKS

In Marcus Aureliusโ€™ eyes

Pain doesn’t exist for the wise,

So heโ€™s sat on a bed

With a nail in his head โ€“ 

A decision he ought to revise.

   Mark Willington, St Ives, UK

 

A philosopher gave some advice:

โ€œYou cannot step in the same river twice.โ€

But I think Heraclitus

Just said that to spite us

(It’s a common philosopher’s vice).

   Anna Jackson, Tijuana, Mexico

 

Romulus Augustus was last

Of all Roman emperors of past.

But a barbarian came,

Odoacer his name,

So his ten months sure ended fast.

   Tom de Marsillac, Putney, London, UK (under 18)

 

There once was an Athenian, Pausanias,

Who spoke with a memorable mania.

He didnโ€™t like women

But all thatโ€™s forgiven:

He led us to Venus Urania.

   Maya Toman, Lawton, MI, USA

 

The stern and austere Pertinax

Attempted to fill the treasuryโ€™s cracks.

He trimmed guardsmenโ€™s gold,

A policy bold โ€“

They slew him for nine weeks of cutbacks.

   Peter Hulse, Sheffield, UK

 

Pythagoras was the first one

To call himself โ€œlover of wisdomโ€.

He never ate beans

(They have souls like beings)

And he founded a ฯƒฯ‡ฮฟฮปฮฎ in Croton. 

   Caroline Lawrence, London, UK

 

Hermogenes couldnโ€™t withstand

The assault that young Cratylus planned,

But in Socrates rushed

And to Cratylus, hushed,

Was left no resort but his hand.

   Mary Ann Lai, Modena, Italy

 

There once was a man called Nero,

And, dear me, was he no hero.

He was a liar by name,

Playing the lyre, his game,

His reign, a borderline zero.      

   Edmund Dhanowa, Blackheath, London, UK

 

Anaximander pondered creation,

but he found it beyond speculation,

so saying, โ€œTo hell with itโ€,

he called it indefinite โ€“

scholars thank him for mass publication.

   Eoin Treanor, Oxford, UK

 

Vespasian was feeling quite odd

when mortality started to prod,

but he hailed his demise

with more wit than surprise:

โ€œI think I’m becoming a god.โ€

   Susan McLean, Iowa City, IA, USA

 

There once was an atheist Melian,

Who denied even the Delian.

When he danced out the rites,

and denounced sacred sights,

the Athenians committed to killinโ€™ him.

   Dominic Laverick, Edinburgh, UK

 

There once was a thinker named Plato

Who worked under Socratesโ€™ say-so.

Plato wrote of his death

And his mentorโ€™s last breath

Which inspired the stoical Cato.

   Sasha Gardner, London, UK

 

CLERIHEWS

Under Romulus Augustulus,

The Empire went bustulus.

Latinate sloth

Made Italy go Goth.

   Eric Hutchinson, Jonesville, MI, USA

 

Macrinus

Never even saw Romeโ€™s genius.

The first equestrian to wear the crown,

He lost it before he reached the town.

   Peter Hulse, Sheffield, UK

 

Temporary emperor Marcus Carus

Fancied himself Alexander Magnus,

Till Jupiterโ€™s thunderbolt ended the boast

and turned him and his horse to toast.

   J.S. Ubhi, UK

 

Murderous Nero

Was not a hero.

In his garden at night

He burned Christians for light.

   Halina Henry, New York, USA (aged 14)

 

โ€œAll Flows away,โ€ said the dark Heraclitus,

โ€œNothing is stable,โ€ the thought terrified us,

So we defamed him, โ€œExpire in Excrement,โ€

Little we knew, posterity accepted it!

   Luc Hagopian, Whidbey Island, WA, USA

 

Gaius Caesar Caligula

Said, โ€œI donโ€™t prefer arugula.

But my horse, Incitatus, may find it useful โ€“

Itโ€™s a meal that befits a consul.โ€

   Morgan Kim, Houston, TX, USA (aged 17)

 

The pre-Socratic Empedocles,

Gave us four elements and their properties.

He thought that love and strife gave our lives might

But gave no thought to the dangers of height.

   Beverly Ward, Oxford, UK

 

Volcano-jumper and poet, Empedocles 

Was also a maker of philosophical hypotheses: 

Fire, air, water, and earth were the roots of life, 

Eternally mixed and separated by love and strife. 

   Maura Harrison, Fredericksburg, VA, USA

 

Englandโ€™s William of Ockham

Wished universals would be forgotten.

Bill walked with the Peripatetic,

But his razorโ€™s result was far from mimetic.

   Adam Bishop, Festus, MO, USA

 

QUATRAINS

Paradox, scared-of-clocks Zeno of Elea

proved the queer notion that motionโ€™s illusion.

Though you would think this would cause mass hysteria,

people moved on โ€“ much to his own confusion. 

   Elijah Blumov, Evanston, IL, USA

 

Plato wrote what Socrates said,

as if by osmosis,

or metempsychosis,

depending on whether or not he was dead.

   Patrick A. Singer, Centennial, CO, USA

 

I’ve heard of Heraclitus

He says that โ€œpanta rheiโ€.

I wish he would enlighten us

Of what he means to say!

   Roy Calcutt, Thame, Oxford, UK

 

Carus, Caesar by murder,

campaigning awaited his fall,

but lightning took care of his slaughter;

to nature not carus at allโ€ฆ

   Leo Salvatore, Chicago, IL, USA

 

Aneurysms to many a bishop you brought

And almost undid the Temple’s fate later

What Julian the Apostate thought

I forgot, you’d have to read his “Beard-hater”!

   Loand Baxhuku, Prishtina, Kosovo

 

For love Diotima gave us a ladder

of which the highest rung is wisdom.

She taught Socrates all about the matter

as he demonstrates in his Symposium.

   Mary Spencer, Paris, France

 

In Suetoniusโ€™ masterwork

Domitian was no hero.

Itโ€™s hard to know the bigger jerk:

Domitian or Nero.

   Glenn Wright, Anchorage, AK, USA

 

Diels set Orpheus first,

hymning Dionysus and Zeus,

of the pre-Socratics heโ€™s hardly the worst,

if admittedly a little abstruse.

   Dominic Laverick, Edinburgh, UK

 

They tell us the fifth (thatโ€™s Nero) was slave

to his pleasures, with no time to save

the City, alight, so it burned through the night

and created some space for the Golden House site.

   Lilian Thompson, Shepton Mallet, Somerset, UK

 

The emperor Augustus was no prude,

But when he heard what Ovid has to say

He thought it cautious, wise, politic, shrewd,

To send the pornographic bard away.

   Conor Kelly, Western Shore, Nova Scotia, Canada

 


What fun! It’s always a pleasant surprise to be reminded how many people are prepared to play, when the world let’s them. Our next competition to come in late spring. Take care until then!