Saul Bennett
29
After-death is the sound of a low-flying
aircraft of the old style,
a tiny Great War bi-plane
Stalling,
cutting
out,
spiraling
Down!
Down!
In a twist
Of holy smoke
Like the hero's best friend's
in an early talkies' movie serial.
Are we to grieve, unable
to reverse its sudden silence? Or, originating
in this cosmos is death a trifle?