How inconvenient of you to die.

October 17, 2015 § 6 Comments

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How inconvenient of you to die,

troubling the murmur of

daily routine.

*

Reminding us that

one day we too will be

a cause for

ordering flowers.

*

How awkward the goodbye

in tight shoes, stiff dress,

the airless gloom of

someone else’s

church.

*

Undone, we cry

and lean against each other

in mowed grass

amidst a scattering

of stone flowers.

*

How hard it is to keep you

from becoming

a stained glass window

aglow  and still.

*

How terrible that your

funny stories turn

knife-edged because

you are not here to make it

okay to laugh.

*

Your death transfigures

coffee mug into relic

answering machine message

into last words.

*

Your shoes beside the bed

lie in wait to

ambush us.

*

How inconvenient of you to die

leaving us to

put on the clean shirt

of another day

and go on

without you.

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Note: This poem is triggered by no particular death. It is my cranky reaction to the fact life is finite and that at a certain age we begin to lose friends—those defectors. I’m sure I have a more elegiac death poem in me somewhere, but when I shook the Magic 8 Ball of my mind that weekly supplies ideas for these posts, the line How inconvenient of you to die, came up.

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§ 6 Responses to How inconvenient of you to die.

  • craig reeder says:

    It is natural for people to sometimes feel angry when a loved one dies, but a very conflicting feeling. this is an eloquent way of expressing those complex feelings….. well done!

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    • Thanks Craig. Death causes such a ripple of emotions–and the ripple never quite settles back to stillness. Yesterday was my Dad’s birthday and I still feel the disquieting effect of losing him.

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  • Andrea Cooper says:

    Not only is death itself unreal, but the preamble and aftermath are thrust upon you like an unwanted houseguest. This is a beautiful, honest, poem. There are two people in my extended family who are very close to that point right now. Working with people who have cancer, most have happy endings, but there are those who leave the center to live their last days. It is a bittersweet moment when I have the chance to say goodbye.

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  • Sue Cronkite says:

    This is a wonderful poem, Adrian. I have lost so many of family and friends, there are more of them over there than there are here. I miss them so.

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