I'm trying to find a poem I read in an anthology my parents owned but which has since been lost in a move. The problem is that I can't remember the name of the poet or of the poem, nor any quotations from it.
What I do know is:
- it is a 20th century poem
- it is written from the perspective of a child who has suffered the loss of a parent, the father, I think
- it is about the end of certainty that accompanies the first death of someone you know
- it is quite short (12-20 lines?) and doesn't rhyme
- I think it's british
- I think it's written by a man
- it mentions getting new shoes and having unknown relatives around, new uncles, that kind of thing, change in general.
- the overall tone is of loss and confusion and a loss of... innocence? trust? whatever we have before we work out that bad things can happen to us at anytime without warning... it's simple and not sentimental
OK that is still pretty vague, but if you can point me in the right direction, or indeed any direction, you will save me sitting in bookshops and leafing through anthologies.
Probably not the poem, but on the same topic, The Truth, by Randall Jarrell