Ghosts is the final part, Part 5, of An exchange on grief. This is the side of the Poetry & Process newsletter where artists explore a topic through an exchange of their art.
This month’s exchange is on the topic of Grief, a series of five pieces written over the past six months, poems from Brian Funke, author of Poetry & Process, and micro essays from Reena Kapoor, author of Arrivals and Departures . If you wish to revisit any of the prior parts, just follow the links below.
I hope you enjoy this collaborative effort on Grief.
Grief: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 |
Ghosts
Brian Funke
Haunting in this steel trunk, ghosts governed by airtight lips and a padlock large enough to withstand any bolt cutter though you swear to nobody that you will yield the key someday, someday when a solo line from a vibrant violin makes music around your cloudy eyes. With a great heave, you place the trunk in a new corner for another day. And as you stand the ghosts from years of dark rise to surround you in their billow of dust, a cloud that climbs through the air that could never be contained under lock and key. With grief locked lips and a struggle you try key after key and free a melody’s rise as you lift the lid in chorus. Ghosts cover you and songs surround you.
Thank you for reading this exchange. I would love to hear from you in the comments about what this short series has stirred in you! I’ll see you there.
May you find joy among your grief…
Brian
Framing the three micro essays with your poetry was an inspired choice, Brian. Reading this piece after finishing Reena's was really moving. You've captured it and added your own elements here.
"Ghosts cover you" -- gorgeous, especially in context.
beautiful. thank you for taking the time to mine your heart and share it with us, Brian.