To a stranger who has died
Money is nontransferable—
That the Egyptians tried—
The kings – they’re unconsolable –
But I know of things that follow:
A reputation is transferable—
Fame – too – worth much in gold
As well as a pretty caricature—
Others will take their talents
And I – by a memory that’s perfect –
Will take – cheating osmosis –
My poems with me into death.