It comforts me to know the pharaohs yearned
to be young forever and arranged for boats
to carry them to the afterworld.
The only boat I have is the bed it takes me
too long to rise from, too long to return to.
The pomegranates in my house have softened,
the oranges go soft, the flowers
from Ilya darken and soften the water
that pulls through the pipes into
the clear vase of today,
a good day for sleeping,
a fascinating day.
- Catherine Barnett
