NaPoWriMo: Day 18 – Forgotten

Our optional prompt for the day takes its cue from how poetry can help us to make concrete the wild abstraction of a feeling like grief. “The Lost Pilot” does this, as does this poem by Victoria Chang, called “Obit.” In both poems, loss is made tangible. They take elusive, overwhelming feelings, and place them into the physical world, in part through their focus on things we can see and hear and touch. Today, I’d like to challenge you to write an elegy of your own, one in which the abstraction of sadness is communicated not through abstract words, but physical detail. This may not be a “fun” prompt, but loss is one of the most universal and human experiences, and some of the world’s most moving art is an effort to understand and deal with it.




Alone, he sits on an iron cot

staring ahead at the white plastered walls-

damp patches of green, remnants of the rain


Rivulets run down the glass pane –

Tears of desperation; minutes like hours,

He does all that it takes to stay alive


But it is ‘the end,’ that he longs for,

the last beat –

Will God be kind? He lies in dread.


He’s seen it all; the ‘moving on,’

the memories fade,

and the elegies


They mean nothing to him-

The poems, the words, the song in his honor

He’s been gone a long time now-


Since her ashes, he scattered in the holy rivers

Since the last time they told him,he had a visitor

Since when his phone rang; was it two or three years ago?


He’s been dead long now,

He’s just waiting –

For the breathing to stop.


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A good life you led, houses you bought, but

You lie in bed all day, for there is a pain in every bone


yet you do everything in your





4 responses to “NaPoWriMo: Day 18 – Forgotten”

  1. Andrea Stephenson Avatar

    Oh this is beautiful – so sad and poignant and human.


    1. Smitha V Avatar

      Yes…I’m not sure if it was because I wrote at mid-night or because of the number of times they’ve made us written an elegy over the last 3 years or that what I wrote on day 4 was an elegy of sorts; that it came out like this. I just couldn’t write anymore…

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  2. AutumnWillow Avatar

    Beautifully penned


    1. Smitha V Avatar

      Thank you so much Katie for your constant encouragement 💕🌷

      Liked by 1 person

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