Grief:
a breathless thief.
A fist around the heart,
forbidding relief.
Grief:
dances in a grey veil,
of dull midwinter mornings,
to cull hours,
and days,
to experience loss,
in a myriad of ways.
Grief:
a careless ghoul,
of constant persistence.
Grief:
again. Again.
We never get used to loss.
We never get used to loss.
Charl Landsberg is a South African poet who’s work often focusses on LGBTQIA+ issues, feminist issues, social justice issues, and occasionally a few other things.