we know right away

we must be frogs, but what sort?

South African bullfrogs?

 

Asiatic painted frogs?

cloud forest glass frogs?

Malaysian flying frogs?

 

glazed maroon and blue pison arrow frogs?

Table Mountain ghost frogs?

hubbubbing  in the flood Nile

 

by the papyrus-reeds frogs?

no – we find ourselves as amulets

of translucent red carnelian

 

and glass rhyolitic lava

we hare Heqet

frog goddess

 

who breathes life

into a child at birth

and goddess of resurrection

 

we frogs who have wriggled

from our liquid lives

into the next thirsty world

 

of breath and husty vapours

must show these bones the road

into the afterlife.

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