AT MY FATHER’S FUNERAL

The idea that the body as well as the soul was immortal was probably linked on to a very primitive belief regarding the dead, and one shared by many peoples, that they lived on in the grave. This conception was never forgotten, even in regions where the theory of a distant land of the dead was evolved, or where the body was consumed by fire before burial. It appears from such practices as binding the dead with cords, or laying heavy stones or a mound of earth on the grave, probably to prevent their egress, or feeding the dead with sacrificial food at the grave, or from the belief that the dead come forth not as spirits, but in the body from the grave.

J. A. MacCulloch, The Religion of the Ancient Celts

 

We wanted to seal his mouth

with a handful of clay,

to cover his eyes

with the ash of the last

bonfire he made

at the rainiest edge

of the garden

and didn’t we think, for a moment,

of crushing his feet

so he couldn’t return to the house

at Halloween

to stand at the window,

smoking and peering in,

the look on his face

like that flaw in the sway of the world

where mastery fails

and a hinge in the mind

swings open – grief

or terror coming loose

and drifting, like a leaf,

into the fire.