LOST POETS..

A TRIBUTE POEM  FOR ALL THE POETS I MET ON ALL POETRY WHO HAVE PASSED

 

 

It would be your last poem
but we wouldn’t know it..
not for a few days.

Survivors trying to unearth
the whys of such swift departures
we take up the scattering
of your last offering.

Diving into your last poem
we meditate more deeply
trying to find meaning
in the grace of your final words.

Nothing satisfies
and the darkness stretches
chilling the bones..
trusting forever
we reread your words.

Like birds searching for scraps
we pick through your poetry
trying to assure ourselves
you will live on.

We fight against the current
that death has left
willing ourselves to
write something in your memory..

We applaud that last bit of poetry
as the final curtain is drawn
knowing there will be no encore
as the poet is now gone.
  Written by Dee Edgett