Thursday, 26 September 2013
Lovely Age
By Arlene Corwin
It’s lovely to be almost eighty.
No one takes you seriously,
Paradoxically,
Everyone takes what you say as wise.
You can be odd or unconventional,
Antagonize the stiffest rule,
Be clown or fool:
Absurdity’s anomaly,
Riddle(d) with the irony
Of being nearly eighty.
Is that it’s a lovely age.
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I guess the author of this is anonymous, but I like it, glad to know I am at such a lovely time. Maybe we should carry an special ID card so we don't get carted off.
Posted by: joanne zimmermann | Thursday, 26 September 2013 at 08:08 AM
I like this one, and I am happy to be where I am at this point in life..trying to figure out how to knit without glaring errors! Life is good.
Posted by: Marcy B. | Thursday, 26 September 2013 at 10:06 AM
Not anonymous, Joanne. Sometimes I make mistakes and by accident I left off the byline. It's fixed now.
Posted by: Ronni Bennett | Thursday, 26 September 2013 at 11:29 AM
Yes, old age has some advantages. Of course my children, grandchildren and close friends always thought I was a little whacky.
Posted by: Jackie Harrison | Thursday, 26 September 2013 at 03:45 PM
Wacky is good! Glaring errors are good! Bad knitting is good! 'Old' is a bad adjective! I myself cannot even identify with it!
Taught a 'wacky' yoga class this morning. Everyone loved it. I danced across the floor, sang to them...As I said, you can do anything, say anything - 'be odd and unconventional', it's all to the good!
If you've ever seen the jolly Buddha statues, they portray exactly that!
Posted by: arlene corwin | Friday, 27 September 2013 at 07:48 AM