this i learnt from you, and not my mom:
to take the plastic bags from groceries
and fold them into housewife triangles
then leave them in a drawer and forget them
where in a post-apocalyptic future
alien archaeologists will unearth them
wondering at these dainty, elegant
and non-biodegradable artifacts.
they will empty all the neatly tucked-in bits
onto the still-glowing surface of the earth
and reconstruct the history of mankind
amazed at what wise culture could conceive
of such faithfully replicated folds.
academics go wild with far-fetched theories
while, a veritable industry springs up
shuttling tourists from the furthest planets
to marvel at the terran triangles.
religions rise around their geometry.
poets and prophets worship at their creases.
the galactic government is prevailed upon
to declare a festival to commemorate
earth’s near-forgotten summer solstice
where ancient humankind’s long-extinct lovers
cold storage girl and ntuc boy
unite at last across the milky way
on a bridge of floating plastic triangles.
i never know the use of adobe shadow until i saw this post. thank you for this! this is very helpful. plastic bag lyrics