Friday Poem: "Unpacking"

Unpacking

I have been unpacking
Unpacking my life
Some of you have done this
You move
The boxes arrive
Usually labeled
But when you open them
They are not quite
What the label promises
In each box you find
Something you did not know you had
Something special although unfamiliar
You suspect you should remember it

You realize you have forgotten your life
And somehow in the packing and unpacking
(Especially when others have done the packing)
It comes back to you
At first strange then gradually pleasurable
As if you'd dreamed a poem
And gone on living in it
A life better than the one you thought you knew

You begin to wish
The boxes would never end

8/28-8/30/08

Copyright 2008 by Maurice Leiter

Posted with permission.