A series of poems on the many loves of humanity is coming out later this year. This is love in old age: Your eyes speak of my youth and my hand holds Yours with that ease of emotion only Years can grow; suppleness has changed to folds, Wrinkles crease our nakedness, laughingly The young…
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Different Loves
The human mind has to come to terms with an entire world as it develops in childhood and adulthood. If you think about how different we are from day one to year thirteen it should not be a surprise that it takes a while for us to understand our own feelings once they kick in…
Love And Age
Actually the title is a very lovely poem by Thomas Love Peacock but my thoughts are more about what we construe to be love. I was always a little surprised at the few newspapers reports when I was a child (about two if I recall) of young men marrying sixty year old women – or…