Somehow I feel groggy and miserable today and this poem really made that feeling of grog and misery come alive. The length of your description fits well the state of mind of your character, the weight of his task filling his life, the importance all the importance in the world to him as the one he once loved is now gone.
I've written something on the same topic myself, and I think it's a topic that yet deserves more attention. So many write of love and loss, and far too often is daily compensation overlooked. The truest sadness of loss is found in the mundane.
Beautiful work, Mike. I read this with fascination and wonder, and at the end, you absolutely pounced on me. I love when that happens.
Oh, and thanks for posting a long one.
"Faith" means the will to avoid knowing what is true.
~ Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche