Today’s poem is a repeat, initially published here during Time Goes By’s first six months of existence in 2004. Here is what I wrote about it that year: ”This poem is floating around the Web here and there. According to…
Continue ReadingRecently, a friend who is in our age group – about 73 now – dislocated his shoulder. It affected some nerves in his hand and fingers and recovery, even with diligent rehab exercises, is slow. One of the effects is…
Continue ReadingBy David Wright Avoid storms. And retirement parties. You can’t trust the sweetnesses your friends will offer, when they really want your office, which they’ll redecorate. Beware the still untested pension plan. Keep your keys. Ask for more troops than…
Continue ReadingThere was a lot of response yesterday at The New York Times about the living alone story where I was mentioned and many commenters there said that none of us who were interviewed were particularly “quirky” as the headline claims….
Continue Reading[PERSONAL NOTE: I am mentioned, with a photo, at The New York Times today in a story about living alone by Steven Kurutz.] WRITTEN IN A CAREFREE MOOD Old man pushing seventy, In truth he acts like a little boy,…
Continue ReadingThe guy in the video looked to be near my age and he was talking to a group of other people as old or older than I am. ”We invented marijuana,” he said. “We’re the Woodstock generation.” Well, that got…
Continue ReadingUndoubtedly, you remember cliques in high school where students divided themselves into the jocks, brains, rich, preppies, druggies, etc. and the most privileged groups tended to be mean. If you were among the excluded, it could be painful. It is…
Continue ReadingLately, I’ve been reading some poems about old age. A large number are painful, angry or sad. And then there is this one:
Youth, large, lusty, loving – youth full of grace, force, fascination,
Do you know that Old Age may come after you with equal grace,
force, fascination?
Day full-blown and splendid – day of the immense sun, action,
ambition, laughter,
The Night follows close with millions of suns, and sleep and
restoring darkness.
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