BIQQ1ZZ. The British Antarctic Territory. About as remote as postcodes get.
How might a postperson navigate
this world of white
with sodden bag
on shivering bike?
Delivering coded notes to scientists
huddled in their labs
observed by concerned penguins
I’ll knit an envelope,
choose waterproof paper
and permanent inks.
Write words that simmer,
lines that fume.
Seal my message with a steaming iron
and a stamp of molten blue.
Remote?! Our latitude makes us neighbours.
Where do I go with a land with no inhabitants?
If there are no inhabitants why do they need a postcode?
Actually looks to be home to penguins and seals.
What does BIQQ 1ZZ mean? The end of the alphabet? The edge of the world?
Over 99% is covered by a permanent ice sheet, so who would live there? How would a postperson deliver?
Is the sestude by way of a postcard to a penguin or a seal?
My toes feel especially cold as I explore.
Write it as an ad hiring Antarctic territory mailmen? (not original)
Writing to sell postage stamps to fund a seal out of the postcode?
Is it penned by a penguin?
White as the eye can see/ the whites of our eyes/
/Colonised only by penguins/
How does the mail get delivered if it’s a land of ice?