Accents Publishing Blog
article by
Beatrice Underwood-Sweet
LexPoMo 2016 Poems submitted during the Lexington Poetry Month 2016 Writing Challenge

All I have left of my grandfather
is his hands,
his way of standing
soldier straight.

Of my grandmother, I have her
gravelly voice,
the smoke curling upward 
in the dark of the night.

Of my aunt, the
nickname she called me–

And my uncle,
the sound of his laughter,
his tipsy stumble the last Christmas,
his nap with socks on
in the bedroom in the corner.

How long is left
until I’ve lost
all the pieces
of the people I love?

One response to “Losing”

  1. raecobbsRae says:

    Beatrice, I just read your entries from 2016 in LexPoMo, with one of mine sandwiched in between. Very good reading! Have you been writing this year? I hope so!

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