on being constantly civil towards death by Nic Sebastian

on being constantly civil towards death

deep underground
in great black stillness
she lights a small candle hoping

to see the rich colors
of darkness
and hear its breath

by Nic Sebastian, first published in Dark And Like A Web (What is nanopress publishing?)

Editor’s Note: Grief can ruin a person. This poem shows another way of approaching the inevitable separation. I read it often.