I started this writing
on the back of pale blue envelope
whose hue reminded me of a dusk sky
that lingers right now over the horizon.
Cogitating about the contents
to seal inside I thought why not
scribble my opinions
and in that matter of course
I would have to invent some arcane style
that not even Da could have.
Then I would write all over the out
sides of the sides and the top of the lid
I mean absolutely nothing on the in
sides of the coffin or its cover
so that in a distant archeological future
all that would be left of the pine slats
would be fossilized stone
and serve as metaphor
that for something to be saved
it may have to be carved in stone.
There is an assumption of permanency
in the feel of granite
and a sense of archival conservation
in big words
that reminds me of Moses and God
which reminds me I wrote of both.
Alex Nodopaka Oct©2007