A poem on grief

This poem is in response to Day 10 of the NaPoWriMo challenge asking us to write a meditation on grief inspired by Geofrrey Brock's poem Goodbye using it as a format to structure our very own. Here's an attempt.

It's the thick of winter, early morning,
Dreamy white tufts of fog, nip in the air,
as you call your kindergarten child outside
sitting upright on the scooter, its engine roaring

When are you leaving?
You ask me, a new matrimonial ad in hand, looking worried,
When are you leaving?
You ask me, a week after I am home visiting, shelling peas,

I grapple with an ennui, unexperienced, unexplainable
As a fire rages, within outside, ferocious, intense,
Are you untethered or is it us, like the earth from the sky?
Or is it that we are coming back to each other like we always have?

@Shalini Gupta