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Monday, February 20, 2012

when I die
I don't want
any leftovers


  1. i only want to leave behind some old poems

  2. Dear Haijin, Thank you for taking the time to comment. I understand the impulse to leave
    old poems behind. Thoreau set me straight:

    My life is the poem I would have writ
    but I could not live and utter it.

    You are already leaving behind a great poem. Remember too Whitman wrote:

    “This is what you shall do; Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants. . . dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem. . .