Theme: Afterlife

In Memoriam

You come across it unexpectedly

like death itself, alongside the same stretch

of road that houses architecturally

adorn, and set out amid trees to match,


the cemetery: each headstone posing stiff

with dignity; but in the eye’s sweep, one

of countless digits, dwarfed in scale, as if

the measure of the dead; and passing on,


project the evening of the living, such

as we, as they once did, who now have lost,

enjoy; who, in adjacent state, as much

aspire to, are made to; though at what cost


to our credulity who bury them

forever, who rise in memoriam.


More By  :  R. D. Ashby

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