When I was 12 years old, my paternal grandmother died of cancer. It was the first death in my life that, while not unexpected, really shook me to my core, instilling a heavy sense of loss and grief. I remember writing so many poems, one of which was read at her funeral, and feeling more connected to her, as if my words could somehow reach her that way since I could no longer speak to her. I'm not the only person to report the healing power of poetry, of course; many people have discovered solace in listening to but especially writing poems.
As a new mom, I remember writing out my frustrations in poems as I adjusted to a life that was basically made up of keeping another human being alive, and when I experienced great loss later after a miscarriage and the loss of more family I returned to poem writing. Today, as I sit and grieve over another loss, I think of doing it again.
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