Klaus Høeck

        i believe those

        characteristics

        and peculiarities

one has from ones mother intens

ify to a certain extent

        when she is dead

as a form of compensation

        for the woeful in

sight one is suddenly left with

when it is already too late:

        that one has never

        ever

        really known her

If you have never read the Danish poet Klaus Høeck, you should.
This is a tiny extract from the middle section 'The Skies' of his collection 'Fairytales' about the death of his mother.

For the whole cycle, as well as two of his other major collections, go to the website of the Royal Library in Copenhagen.