Category Archives: Aging



Life

At lunch, the other day, with three old friends
(More than three-hundred-twenty used up years),
Munching Chinese food, contemplating ends,
We drift, recalled old smiles and salted tears.
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Posted in Aging, Death, Friends, Pain

Manager’s Specials

Retail marketing, by nature complex,
Marshals strategies—both art and science.
When unsold merchandise begins to vex
Our vendors, technology reliance
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Posted in Aging, Greed, Illusion

Pentimento

From time to time you run across a word
That yearns to be enpoemed; a lyric chime,
It’s force enhanced (although it’s rarely heard)
By bouncing rhythm and internal rhyme.
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Posted in Aging, Beauty, Vanity, Wisdom

Eileen

What, one reasonably asks, are poems for?
The answer’s not so simple. They must bloom
With color, fragrance, substance at the core—
With words that swim, reverberate, and croon.
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Posted in Aging, Death, Family, Pain, Poetry (What is it?), Words

Autobiography

A middle-aged mistake
Born to New York Jews—
Driven to a Ph.D.,
I taught literature in five countries,
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Posted in Aging, Family, Wisdom

Occasional Verse

In olden times, the laureate was forced
To celebrate occasions—that new birth,
A coronation, perhaps the grim course
Of recent history. To prove my worth,
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Posted in Aging, Beauty, Friends, Neighbors