And from my friend Nancys morning poetry share, I pass along this beauty by Donald Justice, Men at Forty. Donald Justice this morning. From Poetry Foundation: One of the twentieth centurys most quietly influential poets, Donald Justice was a master of poetic form and technique as well as a masterful teacher of poetry. Enjoy. Men at Forty Donald Justice (b. 1925) Men at forty Learn to close softly The doors to rooms they will not be Coming back to. At rest on a stair landing, They feel it Moving beneath them now like the deck of a ship, Though the swell is gentle. And deep in mirrors They rediscover The face of the boy as he practices trying His father’s tie there in secret And the face of that father, Still warm with the mystery of lather. They are more fathers than sons themselves now. Something is filling them, something That is like the twilight sound Of the crickets, immense, Filling the woods at the foot of the slope Behind their mortgaged houses. 1967
Posted on: Mon, 03 Mar 2014 12:48:14 +0000
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