Category Archives: Aging

Male Mail

I pulled the papers out a year ago –three stacks of correspondence from old friends,I stored for half a century or sowithin the trunk my father made, that tendsold paperwork and serves in table’s stead.I sent one batch, acknowledged soon … Continue reading →

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Cloudy

I used to think that I’d be recognizedfor writing as I did. As I still do.I practiced and I never was disguised,for nothing big was hid – it all was true.But though to me the syllables were prized,I didn’t sell … Continue reading →

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First House

Enduring 90 minutes medically,when 20 would have served all issues well,I left the place a grateful escapeefrom patient posture and attempted sellof medicines no doctor can compel.Full happy to be ambulating fast,I took the route by where I used to … Continue reading →

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The Isthmus of Me

Surveying daily my anatomywhile meditating, as I’m wont to do,I focus extra on the parts of methat evidence more wear. So in my view(internal, eyeless), visibilityis centered cervically – the avenueof neck and throat, esophagus and gland,of my attention makes … Continue reading →

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Dealing with Dullness

Aware of dull fatigue and worn sinew,attempting to be grateful for what works,I plan to walk today, collect the viewabove me, and observe whatever lurksamid the gardens. Maybe I’ll pass througha scene that prompts a smile, one that perksmy stamina … Continue reading →

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After Queer Shul

Attending Friday services becausemy daughter (middle-aged) has joined a shul,eight times or so a year, I come to pauseand say Shema, remindful of a ruleor three I hadn’t heard as natural laws.I slow and let my heritage unspool –agnostically I … Continue reading →

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Hot Water

I had to fast to satisfy a lab.Not even morning coffee was okay.Accepting that (it’s rare), I didn’t crab;I sipped hot water substitute today.But leaving early was the harder play,without the time to meditate or write.I put good obligations on … Continue reading →

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These Acres

Before I saw the tassled multitudeI didn’t think about commencement rites.When I matriculated, we eschewedthe pomp and photographs of branded sights.But five and fifty years did not occludefamiliar passages and slanting lightsadjacent to the intersecting creek.These acres answer any time … Continue reading →

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Time Contraction

Though years advance more quickly now,and change is rare to find,I comprehend in manners howto exercise my mind.A lot of it’s vicariousand much is self-assigned(there’s nothing that’s nefarious;I’m neither deaf nor blind).I practice language in my tongue,with Spanish intertwined;I exercise … Continue reading →

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Life Expectancy

Nobody knows how long the fates have spunthe thread. Perhaps such ignorance is best.Imagine certainty about the run –then hubris blooms and twists. I never guessedI’d be here now – foreknowledge would have doneme wrong. For sure I tread no … Continue reading →

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