Improv Post One Week Four

This is an improv of "To the Dead" by Frank Bidart. What I really liked about this elegy was the line "what I hope (when I hope)." This really encapsulates the way to tackle the idea of hope in a poem. In class, we discussed that if you are going to use an abstraction like hope, you have to do it in a way that is interesting and sort of surprising. To me, this was an interesting way of Bidart using hope and I wanted to do it too.

What I hope (when I hope) is that one day we’ll die.
Because when we die, we miss the living
and the living misses us. Unless you’re like my uncle Jack
who lives in a world within this world
in a body within his body
a man of many faces- Russian doll, barrel of monkeys,
I wish never to disappoint you, but since you’re still here
for now, I have time to clean dishes and wash the whites,
to show you that one day, I hope you die
because the love I know is the love
where we die to miss each other.