Not going gentle
Do I really want to spend the declining years of my old age in learning all there is to know about collecting stamps?
Hoarders
I remember when I was young reading about two brothers, hoarders, who filled their house with newspapers, traversed by tunnels, which one day collapsed and killed them. In old age our minds are filled with the hoarded memories of a lifetime, ready to crush our spirit with their weight as we tunnel through.
Remembrance of…
At my age every day of the year is an anniversary of something or other, but mostly I no longer remember of what. Just as well, in many cases, sad loss in others, but I don’t get to decide which will come back to me with the sound of wind in the chimney, the taste
Window on wind
A windy day blows birds into the garden to swoop, glide and play, then blows them out again.
Rock-a-bye baby
Let me get this straight, some people think that telling their baby that while they are asleep their cradle will crash to the ground when a bough breaks is a way of getting them to sleep?
The old schoolyard
If we knew why, and how, a school classroom, full of students, all from the same town, all exposed to the same experiences, the same information, the same culture and society, can turn out, fifty years on, to be Right and Left, Believer and Atheist, nice and not so nice, we could understand why the
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Cabbages and kings
Once we talked to friends of their children, their houses, their careers, their plans and dreams; of the books they were writing, films they had seen, art they had created, gardens they had grown. Now we talk to friends of their illnesses, their operations, their diseases, their pills and potions and prognoses, of who has
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Churn
As you move around the world, in youth and middle age, new friends come and keep coming. When you age and stop moving, old friends go.
In a crowded theatre
Donald Trump is the end result of confusing quantity of free speech with quality of free speech
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Religion is…
Mad solutions to invented problems to please an imaginary being and avoid non-existent punishments.