One of the poems read at the John T. O'Connor Senior Center on October 9, 2018.
By Marilyn Kallet
Love Poem for the Ageless
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Listen to Kallet read Love Poem for the Ageless |
If we were ageless and wore no bodies, we could rendezvous on a slip
of light, a firefly’s back—no one would begrudge us,
and my face wouldn’t crack––
No more death mask jokes, no
punch line
blows.
Who crumbles from them? Not Ozymandius,
not any object, present or past.
Me, my pretensions, who did I think I was?
I’ll be out of time
soon enough.
Stick to that, that time of year,
bare.
If we were ageless, bodiless,
outside ourselves,
we’d meet like this, in words,
pinpricks of light––
this other real
almost-flesh.
Poem from The Love That Moves Me, Black Widow Press, 2013.