Reading the Letters of the Dead

I came across this fascinating and thoughtful poem. I hope it probes your mind as it did to mind.

Why were the dead so timid while
they lived? In mind, they step in

groans; toes en pointe to test the sand.
Despite traversing seas and rushing

gold—they still seem cautious
to a madness. Why did they not act

more like us? I kid. Still, why were
the dead so timid while they lived?

—-Jennifer Hecht

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