Anne KENNEDY was a poet, writer, photographer, history buff and broadcaster. She came from Orcas Island off the coast of Washington State to live in Galway, Ireland in 1977. Ms. Kennedy died in 1998, four years after she wrote this poem. BURIAL INSTRUCTIONS I don't want to be cremated my clothes sent home in a bag, my ashes sifted from the furnace grate for my Claddagh ring and gold fillings. No, plant me, like my Grandmother's blazing dahlias in the subsuming earth, where I can be lifted, where there's a chance of resurrection. How about the hump-backed hill beyond Barna riddled with Celtic crosses, or the sun-shot meadow on Orcas facing steaming Mt. Baker. On second thought Westwood is best, beside my mother where the mocking-bird sang the night she was buried. You might know the spot because that's where they placed Marilyn's ashes, in a pale marble crypt looking across at our family plot. They say it's Joe provides the perpetual rose, but no one knows for certain. Be sure you put me in the ground, where I will have a chance to rise. -- Anne Kennedy (1994) (ref. to actress Marilyn Monroe)