Ashes

—translated, from the Haitian Creole, by Danielle Legros Georges

 

That little box you see on the windowsill
is keeping my ashes
after my body’s been burned
I already told you
what death is
I’ll tell you one more time
death, well now, death
is like the time before I settled
in my mother’s belly.

 

 

Translator

Danielle GeorgesDanielle Legros Georges is an Associate Professor in the Creative Arts in Learning Division of Lesley University; and a visiting faculty member of the William Joiner Center for the Study of War and Social Consequences, University of Massachusetts—Boston. She is the author of a book of poems Maroon (Curbstone Press, 2001). Recent poems, essays, and reviews have appeared in The Bill Moyers Journal (PBS Program), The Caribbean Writer’s Special Issue on Haiti, Consequence, and The Women’s Review of Books. She lives in Boston, and enjoys hiking in the nearby Blue Hills.

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