A Mummy's Viewpoint

(an alternative view after a museum visit in Oxford)

Encased in glass, I lie supine,

as people pass by single file.

My body bound by linen strips

in geometric patterned style

of ancient Egypt's craftsmanship.

A Roman portrait at my head,

my lips are pursed, too sad to smile.

"She was a beauty", I hear said,

"How did she meet her early death?

Her pearls portray a life of wealth,

too bad her riches and her gold

could not have bought her better health".

Into a stranger's land I'm brought,

away from all I've ever known,

where day to day I am displayed

undignified, away from home.

The afterlife I had in mind

was where I languished in my dreams,

yet here within museum walls,

it's not the heaven that it seemed.

My silent cries are lost to all,

how small I am within this place.

Repatriate me, please I ask

to find elation on my face.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and in the end...no matter how big or important we were in life....in death we are the same size as anyone else...
i like the theme here...and it is coincidental...because I am reading a book right now about a woman in a coma..she has her thoughts and hears what people are saying , but cannot communicate and they all think she is oblivious when actually she is not...interesting what we can hear in those situations...
being on display is never easy.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

That book sounds interesting Jacob, and is on a subject I have often pondered on. The awfulness of being imprisoned in your mind while your body is effectively useless. Pleased to hear where my words took you. Many thanks.

Chris

[Neville]

I find my self both hoping and wondering whether that part which made her uniquely her is smiling down from somewhere else, upon the redundant vehicle that once served as the carriage that which carried her soul .. a ponderworthy poem if ever there was Chris .. Neville

[Chris Shaw]

I hope she is in a much more pleasant place than the museum, being oggled by so many people:) So far from where she originated from. Thank you Neville. You brought her back to life:)

Chris

[Neville]

.. I know it might sound absurd, but mums the word :)

[Dave Brown]

It does seem like a grizzly way to spend eternity

[Chris Shaw]

Not quite the afterlife she was anticipating eh? In a museum in a far off land being oggled by all and sundry as well as inquisitive poets:)
Thanjs for revisiting this oldie Dave.

Chris

[Norman 223]

An interesting and unusual "portrait" of a mummified celebrity, that brings humanity to something that is only regarded as an artefact now. Having worked with the British Museum researching these techniques, this was particularly moving.
N.

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Norman, thank you so much for giving this oldie a needed airing. My visit to the museum was so interesting, but it really got my mind wandering. Yes, inside that artefact the remains of a once beautiful young woman. Really felt uncomfortable that her last resting place was inside a glass case, thousands of miles away from her home. Maybe it's just as well she wouldn't have known where she would end up. Hope your health has been improving Norman in these dark days we find ourselves in. Keep safe and thank you for the visit.

Chris

[NotUsinganymore]

You can never bring your riches to the afterlife at all, only the pain you've caused to others and the pain you feel.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for your review JungLee.

Chris

[Styxian]

This is awesome! I'm not much for critiques, I just enjoy the written word as raw as the writer displays it.
This is skillful, and enjoyable!

[Chris Shaw]

Styxian, I thank you for giving this older poem an airing. So pleased you enjoyed the read and very happy you took the time to pay my work a visit.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Christine... a mummy's last dance...
whereupon at a glance... there are memories
when music played and pearls lay upon her breast.
The Egyptians knew our Spirit lived on through
blessings bestowed. Your poetry flows like the Nile..
steadfast and true. truly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks Pat for your beautiful and poetic response, and for giving this older poem an airing.read moreMany thanks Pat for your beautiful and poetic response, and for giving this older poem an airing.

Chris

[Hayley]

Wow, this was really cool. Not every day you think about the perspective of one that has been dead for years. Though, I wonder -- would this being taken from home and put on display really matter if the soul is someplace in the afterlife?

[Chris Shaw]

many thanks Hayley and many apologies for the late response. You are right about the soul, but I still think human remains deserve respect. A museum, is not the right place for that in my own opinion.

Chris

[Iain L. Luen]

Good portrayal of the emotions of one without their anchor. Although I don't believe in all the fancy burial stuff--throw what's left of me in the garbage--I care about those who care. If artifacts are safe in their homeland, leave them there.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you so much for your visit. You are welcome and I appreciate your thoughts on this write. I agree with much of what you say, but would prefer to be scattered as dust than put in the garbage:)

Chris

[Iain L. Luen]

I heard of a service where your ashes can be mixed with concrete, put into a form, and put on the ocean floor to create a new reef. New age condos.

[Chris Shaw]

How wacky is that? Guess if it helps the environment it's got to be good.

[barleygirl]

I just read Einstein Noodle's poem, inspired by your poem, so I had to come check this out. As always, I am amazed at your fluid ability to put yourself in so many different shoes & perspectives! To me, this is the utmost in empathy (imagining how a mummy feels!) & it really adds depth & it's your HEART which adds authenticity to your writing (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Chris Shaw]

Happy Easter Sunday Margie. Thanks for giving this poem an airing. I felt really uncomfortable as I walked round this mummy. Something just didn't feel right. I kept thinking she should have been laid to rest in a place other than a museum, where everyone was gloating at her.
Chris

[Fran Marie]

Rich or poor were all the same in dying..it matters not how important or unimportant in life we are..like the part where her riches couldn't buy her better health..a very well written piece.

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks Fran Marie. I appreciate your visit.

Chris