Sage

[Bunx]

I love the effect of your poem. Leaving the reader to decide what these sensory experiences mean to them. I struggle with grief poems because it's telling you often how to feel what symbols and places mean. When they can mean anything to anyone depending on experience. The negative space plays with the reader in a cool way. The title suggest the grandmother is the muse of thought and sensation. Awesome read. If play around with word choices "cooking or a specific food for kitchen". I think adding potentially stronger imagery alluding to more descriptors could add life as well.

Thanks for the read!