Poet Naomi Shahib Nye
spent years collecting
poems of loss.
I am quick to remember
the lost button,
These easy memories
block the door
in my mind’s eye
to larger losses —
Loss may be inevitable,
no one every tells you
what to do
with the empty space
7 thoughts on “What Have You Lost?”
Powerful poem on loss. I like how you said these easy memories block the door to larger losses, loved ones… In your few poignant lines you capture so much. Thanks for this.
Profound poetry, my friend. Even the form matches the function. What do we do with that empty space?
Simple words, but loss does leave that empty space behind, doesn’t it? And I can more easily explore that feeling thinking about my grandmother’s pin that fell off while I was in a metro bus at age 24 than i can thinking about the deaths of my parents…
After recently losing my mom this couldn’t resonate more with my heart. Loss most definitely leaves a humongous empty space.
Thanks so much for this! Even the loss of a glove can send me spiraling. The loss of someone close to us is a raw bloody wound that is invisible to all but ourselves at times.
Such a powerful ending to a poem about loss. No one tells you what to do with the empty space left behind (snap-snap!). Love the contrast between the concrete and the abstract. Well done!
Wow…the empty space left behind–how beautiful. Loss feels so raw in that emtpy space. It is something from which I usually run but now am beginning to just give it space.