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Bill Knott - Death 

Going to sleep, I cross my hands on my chest.
They will place my hands like this.
It will look as though I am flying into myself.

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Poet: Bill Knott
Poem: Death

Comment 2 of 2, added on October 17th, 2005 at 5:43 PM.

i think "flying into myself" could also be an allusion to the soul. it is said that when we die, the soul flies out of us, leaves the corpse, but Knott has somehow reversed this...instead of flying out, the way we are arranged in the coffin seems to be just the opposite.

Bhavna from Fiji
Comment 1 of 2, added on February 1st, 2005 at 7:42 PM.

I am surprised by the expression "flying into myself".
A beautiful expression though!

Rao from United States

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Poet: Bill Knott
Poem: Death
Last read: Jul 8 2008, 4:50AM
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Added on February 1st, 2005 at 7:42 PM.


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