I don't know what happens when one dies, but I think that I'd like to have my ashes poured into a laser-printer cartridge and used to print....
To be a poet, a text-based poet as almost all of us poets are in one way or another, is to create text for a page, so what could be a better end for a poet than to be the physical, instead of merely the intellectual, source of the poem? Is that not the greatest transubstantiation we could imagine for a poet?
Sleep well, Planet Earth, and all you poets who crawl upon it. If you wake up dead, we know what to do with you. By Gary Barwin
