Poem by Constantine P. Cavafy (1863-1933) 

 

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Very Rarely

 

An old man, worn out and bent,

crippled by the years and his pleasures,

walks on. Yet in his mind,

his youth, ever fresh, remains.

 

In the verses that young men recite,

his youthful joys and hopes still reside.

His lines, spoken with ardor,

keep alive the dreams of his prime.

 

 

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
'Crippled by the years and his pleasures' is an interesting line I think. Typical of a poet to refrain from just saying 'life'! :)
It is all true though, and I can now say that from having attained a considerable number of years. Maybe it is a symptom of our true never-ending existence?
Blessings dear readers, Allen
2024-12-02


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Just what you see before you
Is body old and bent, cripald
By age
Yet inside, is a mind, still young
Kenny D. Williams
2024-12-02



he is out centered of his youth but still he hasn't lost his mind, hopefully
but just think on those who have lost their own identity by loosing their mind
2024-12-02