this isn’t a riddle


there appears to be a hand – a rather small right hand
with a favored fountain pen – Waterman, from Paris
miraculously making marks – aquamarine, tidy,
on paper – white with blue lines,
in a notebook – small, fat, spiral-bound,
and a brain that directs the hand to
make clusters of letters and words,
which it can then re-cognize

yet no-thing here has a hand or a brain;
yet no-thing here writes or reads

if this sounds like a riddle
perhaps it’s because you
take yourself to be
a person-package …

gladness –
packages were made to be unpacked!