I empty myself of the names of others. I empty my pockets.
I empty my shoes and leave them beside the road.
At night I turn back the clocks;
I open the family album and look at myself as a boy.
What good does it do? The hours have done their job.
I say my own name. I say goodbye.
The words follow each other downwind.
I love my wife but send her away.
My parents rise out of their thrones
into the milky rooms of clouds. How can I sing?
Time tells me what I am. I change and I am the same.
I empty myself of my life and my life remains.
Killer liner right here: 'I empty myself of my life and my life remains.' What does this poem mean to you? Each stanza can be read as espousing a different theme. To me, the last line seem to take the meaning of how even when is he physically gone, the trajectories of his life are so indelible they cannot be erased...e.g. the choices he made, cannot just be forgotten even after his death. That the choices transcends the body...esp true if one looks at history... the memory collective trumps the individual's account...and sociologically speaking, society (social action/choice) triumphs over the individual... Durkheim's perspective.