The Not Tale (Funeral)
The great labour of appearance served the making of the pyre. But how nor how How also how they shal nat be toold shall not be told. Nor how the gods nor how the beestes and the birds nor how the ground agast Nor how the fire first with straw and then with drye and then with grene and then with gold and then. Now how a site is laid like this. Nor what nor how nor what she spak, nor what was her desire Nor what jewels when the fire Nor how some threw their and some their and their and cups full of wine and milk and blood into the fyr into the fire Nor how three times and three times with and three times how and how that Nor how nor how nor how nor who I cannot tell nor can I say but shortly to the point I turn and give my tale an end.
Reprinted from Meddle English. Copyright © 2011 by Caroline Bergvall. Used with permission of Nightboat Books. All rights reserved.
Caroline Bergvall's works, which have been commissioned and presented at museums all around the world, are noted for their combinations of performative, visual, and literary texts within the same project.
Date Published: 2011-01-01
Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/not-tale-funeral