The global lost and found
- Things forgotten (facts, mostly, and some misplaced objects)
- filed in an anonymous jewelry box
- in the form of written documents
- each oblivion on a different sheet
- Upon (a chance) discovery of the box’s secret chamber
- one reads it, lying on the belly, feet circling the sky,
- and perchance giggles to discover where
- shoes, medallions, sweaters, grandfather’s hats were really lost;
- some of these places impossible
- (tree branches, lockers, rental cars, bottom of the sea)
- all vaguely familiar, their scents almost known
- these objects never reclaimed:
- this is a home where objects have names and souls, are fiercely loved,
- allowed to breathe,
- and are talked to in times of grief,
- yet nothing was fetched from the lost and found
- (which takes shape of the most mysterious of all mysterious places
- with drawers and shelves full of fake teeth and Virgin Mary pendants)
- When objects are abandoned,
- when their time has come,
- they are left with no apology,
- then mourned fiercely face-down
- This is not without reason
- but to free the air of attachments,
- without even a counsel between the left hand and the right
- Ksenija Simic-Muller once lived in Belgrade, former Yugoslavia, where she published a collection of short stories and a collection of poems. She now spends most of her time being an educator focusing on social justice mathematics. She is not related to Charles Simic.