Seventy-Nine3

October 7, 2018

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Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is age.

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A number poem for a seventy-nine year old about reaching old age:

Seventy-nine – My God! – is almost eighty!

Eventually, I guess, one does get old.

Vistas of the past engage the mind,

Elegies for what lies far behind,

Now interspliced with scenes just barely cold,

The long ago concurrent with the lately,

Years and decades onto one screen scrolled.

Now one’s state of being is more stately,

In movement and in contour more confined.

Nor could one differ, were one so inclined,

Embracing life’s decrees as life unfolds.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Age

10/1: Three

10/2: Eight

10/3: There Is No Moment When One’s Youth Is Over

10/4: Forty-One

10/5: Fifty

10/6: Sixty-One

10/7: Seventy-Nine