i’ve read a thousand poems on grief, but there’s still more to be said about the depth of this loss – mathew daniel (day 8 of ksr 31 days of poetry)

sometimes, we have grief showing differently - especially when it has a hold on us...

sometimes, we have grief showing differently - especially when it has a hold on us...

today, i’ve read another poem on grief that
doesn’t roll the earth away from the grave
where the body of my loss last slept.
tomorrow, grief can be a random pain,
or frustration, like a hoe bent backwards,
ramming itself into a stone in another poem.
or a sickle’s tang sharpened to harvest the handlers
fingers. what i know of grief is the way it wrings around
necks/ a lover’s neck, a father’s neck, a mother’s neck,
or a sibling’s neck/ tightening itself like an auto-suicide noose.

Mathew Daniel (He/Him) is a Nigerian writer who enjoys reading poetry and fiction and has scribbled a few poems. He’s also a volunteer reviewer with Writers Space Africa Review team and WSA-Nigeria.  His work has appeared in Shuzia, WSA Magazine, Konya Shamsrumi, Poetic Africa and elsewhere. He tweets @_MathewDaniel_ and can be found on Instagram @thismathew_

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