Poetry is experimental. It has no boundaries. Poetry hangs on through the years like a carved stone. And death as metaphor does the same.
Poetry has become the metaphor for the time and place one is writing in.
An individual first learns the literal semantic meaning of a word as a child and carries its meaning as time passes. As the defined words “death and dying” can mean an end to life or peaceful sleep.
However, experience reveals non-literal meanings as we find language to be flexible and changeable in different contexts. For instance, the concept of “closed” can mean to actually seal a door or lid shut but, it may be changed to mean an end to a speech or someone’s heart closing from pain.
Much of the language learned as we grow up consists of metaphors that eventually make room for use as symbols that eventually make it into poetry.
Take the word “coldblooded.” It does not refer to having cold blood, but to being cruel.
In turn, the meaning of a poem changes depending on how the metaphors are formulated by the poet or are spoken or heard by another’s perspective.
“Phoenix Song” is my latest poem to be published in the San Gabriel Valley Poetry Quarterly, Issue 64! Check it out on the website http://sgvpq.blogspot.com ...and boy does it use metaphors!