I’m afraid of death

Every day I get a poem sent to my email address from the website http://www.poets.org. If you love poetry and would also like to get a poem sent to you every day, definitely check it out! Today’s poem is by Kathleen Ossip and I hope you like it as much as I did. It’s hard to admit that one day we will all die and it’s something I know I am scared about. I think admitting this fear is the first step to overcoming it. Enjoy. 

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I’m afraid of death
because it inflates
the definition
of what a person
is, or love, until
they become the same,
love, the beloved,
immaterial.

I’m afraid of death
because it invents
a different kind of
time, a stopped clock
that can’t be reset,
only repurchased,
an antiquity.

I’m afraid of death,
the magician who
makes vanish and who
makes odd things appear
in odd places–your
name engraves itself
on a stranger’s chest
in letters of char.