Old Man’s Fancy

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In our old age
we give up driving
lights at night distract
reminders of shooting stars
seen on August nights
still warm enough
to lie on lawns

We travel now
by trains on slick rails
in prescribed directions
safely guided by computers
sit staring thru windows
at a world speeding by
farm city town

The conductor
asks for our ticket
but we cannot remember
where it was we’d last put it
‘A social security number
will do fine’ he says
‘On your wrist!’

This train flies
faster faster faster
’til at the speed of sound
we launch up into atmosphere
and at the speed of light
we’re riding stars
on solar winds

In good time
the train dissolves
yet we sail on Creatures
now not of water but of light
not old or young or even
men at all but eldila
children of light

“I would prefer to be able to say: ‘I am satiated,
What is given to taste in this life, I have tasted.’
But I am like someone in a window who draws aside a curtain
To look at a feast he does not comprehend.” ~ Czeslaw Milosz

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About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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3 Responses to Old Man’s Fancy

  1. fantasy of spirit reminiscent of Lewis

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