you say i am measuring

February 5, 2011

you say i am measuring
death across
an arbitrary
timeline, that it matters
little whether we call
it a full lunar or
civil year since his
passing –
loss is still
the length of an
immeasurable vowel
staggering blindly
in the pit of your throat
.
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Written by yi-ching lin Posted in art, life, personal, poetry, reflections, thoughts, writing Tagged with bereavement, blind, civil year, death, grief, immeasurable, length, loss, lunar year, mourning, remembrance, staggering, year