Footnotes
A wise person [1]
once gave me this advice:
Never throw a word away.
Even if neglected, gathering dust on a shelf,
at any moment it might become
exactly what you want to say.
When I finish writing a poem,
I bury it in a quiet place
with the epitaph,
“If you are reading this,
you are the first to understand.”
Poets are time travelers, scattering
their secrets across the centuries. [2]
Do not be surprised if you find me on the floor;
I tell you the whole world is my bed,
and everyone is in my bedroom.
My body is just a footnote,
and before you resume the ritual of living,
bury me along with my words. [3]
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[1] Leonard Bernstein
[2] Wallace Stevens, “A Postcard from the Volcano” from Collected Poems
[3] facebook.com/ifiwereapoet