too old for verse,<\/p>\n
too old for love,<\/p>\n
too old for dreams,<\/p>\n
too old for drama.<\/p>\n
at twenty-four I met<\/p>\n
a poet, published, older,<\/p>\n
now an ash inside a tomb.<\/p>\n
shared his verse in class,<\/p>\n
gathered his disciples in the Irish bar<\/p>\n
with beer, we paid attention, we craved, believed.<\/p>\n
he bellowed, “as you recover, as you get well,<\/p>\n
you will grow up and give up verse.”<\/p>\n
“words of poets die,” he said, “and so will you.”<\/p>\n
I recall those days, yet here I persist in<\/p>\n
being old, in love, not well, words still invade.<\/p>\n
not yet recovered, not well, still seeing songs,<\/p>\n
still confused by poets and in awe of a dated<\/p>\n
wordsmith, who convinced me I was young<\/p>\n
without any songs to harmonize or murmur<\/p>\n
like a pesky insect buzzing in my mind.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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