In a world where aging backwards is possible, aging forwards becomes sexy.
All about: aging
Alzheimer’s
it was hard to determine the precise moment
when her gaze became tomorrowless
although i remember the thick smell of sheets
and the clinical light
i can still remember that she stole a kiss
and that all she knew was left in her hands
how they held on to the cold bars of the bed
When we’re old and done
When we're old and done How will our love feel? Will we be Anxious, afraid we missed out on What we could have done? Afraid of Looking back and feeling like dry sand? Life seems funny and meaningful when the people Around us are younger and we, unwittingly We become authorities on living They say ...
Reading: Sad steps by Philip Larkin
I browsed a digital collection of Larkin (1922-1985) to get an idea of his poetry. Returning appears to be the theme of aging, or in the words of this biography, "A sense that life is a finite prelude to oblivion underlies many of Larkin's poems". The man himself said "Deprivation is for me what daffodils ...
Aging with you
I want to see my hair turn grey while you are smiling at me I want to sit next to the sea with you, and kiss your temples every day I want to sense the slow decay of time, behind the windows of our place I want to drink the smiles from your face and ...