The last assembling

Once we are dead,
the information that has entered our brains
during the years we lived,
all the whispers, flickerings
and music tunes, the quarrels,
some colliding trains we saw on the tv,
and bickerings, the mathematics,
critics, manuals, the poems we absorbed,
every shopping list we read,

the Coca Cola logo, the first time sex, all other times
except those we forgot, and each commercial that was on,
think Spic and Span, the Space lab leaving Earth,
the daily dairyman, newspaper adds, rude conversations that we had
and labels that we read, our fear of spiders, war and hunger,
the memory of wallpaper in mauve, a puppy’s waggling tail,
the views we saw starting at birth,
the horrid pains that we had to endure, and joy


on a windy quay of a deserted harbour
where grass grows in the fading stones,
and go on board a ship no one can see,
to take them to a continent
the size of Africa
but somewhat more up North.

Or after death our minds get lost.
Who can be sure.

Comments on: "The last assembling" (11)

  1. An exquisite poem that says so much about life and the unknown when we reach the end. Difficult to avoid cliche and sentimentality…you have done so quite brilliantly and take on the subjects of life and death with a unique, very original poem.

  2. Love this Ina. Im so tired thats as much as I can muster by way of comment but didn’t want to miss this one, its brilliant

    L&H xx

    • Hi Christine, thank you very much! I think you better get lots of rest now! It has been a busy week for you πŸ™‚ L&H xx

  3. It has! I may be coming downwith a cold too! 😊 Xx

  4. Thank you! XxxhugsxxX

  5. What Ronald said

    This is one terrific poem on a really difficult subject


    • Thank you very much David.

      We can’t tell what will happen… And I am in no hurry to find out! πŸ™‚

  6. Beautiful, Ina. It is so hard to imagine … no matter what one wants to believe … I do believe there is some kind of consciousness … or unconsciousness … but, who know? XO β™₯

    • Thank you very much Diane. I hope there is more, but life as it is, is already such a miracle and beautiful, maybe it is enough πŸ™‚ β™₯ xx

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