From “A Grief Reminder” by Edward Vidaurre

From "A Grief Reminder" 
by Edward Vidaurre

Poetry is written with broken wrists and is recited by the wind
on our faces

Next time you see me after I've gone, I'll smile at you
from a photograph that's stuck to an album

I met Edward Vidaurre several years back and a poetry reading. Maybe it was something I was hosting. Or something he put together. I’m sure neither of us remember how we met, just that we know each other and occasionally mispronounce each others’ names.

“A Grief Reminder” is off his latest collection, El Viejo. While I haven’t completed reading the book (school really does eat away at all my leisure reading time), I did thumb through it, reading those that catch my eye.

While compiling this list, “A Grief Reminder” burrowed its way into my memory. It reminded me of the days after losing my loved ones in a car crash eight years ago. How that grief came in waves, leaving me angry at times and broken in others. I jokingly state that I don’t I’ve had a “normal” year since 2017 as every year since one for of loss has presented itself. It’s a really great poem written by a really great poet.

You can El Viejo at Amazon (affiliate) or through the author’s website (preferred).